haiku
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winter solstice
one can't escape
its allure
(AW, Dec 2025)
vertical line; photo: Martin G. Wienert
pure beeswax
in this time of
hidden miracles
no flowers
the Christmas cactus
is on strike
Ein bisschen golden wird es auch.
A bit golden.
photo: Martin G. Wienert (Dezember 2025)
people in a rush
Mid-December
three candles photos
look at them longer
to feel the warmth
being an adult
hoping for intangible
Christmas gifts
kind of bizarre
no real winter
lip injections a fashion
mid-December
not in a festive mood
the scandals pile up
poem
in the midst of
the global warming
this world became colder
much colder than it had been
for a long time
people shiver and voices tremble
their hesitation
to think about
a so-called future
winter sun
the canal the bridge the man
with the red cap
haibun
Red Dots
From a distance the rose hips look like red dots.
The only cheerful colour around.
this pinch of cinnamon
into the cherry dessert
makes it better
winter window view
one might think
this world is a peaceful one
grey winter clouds
the postwoman's
scanner doesn't work
(AW. Dec 2025)
In the pharmacy.
Do you want
a calendar?
How many more scandals
can be packed into
a single winter day?
wintry day
some smile briefly
some just nod
winter dinner
oops a cup of
milk fell over