Crystal Gleaming

Haven't seen many Haikus lately! I really like this one! Kudos!

captures the moment succinctly. spelling error..."Tress" ? Respectfully, Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race

tress -> trees Unless you were talking about ice in someone's hair - which is entirely possible! I think the rain falling on my head was beginning to freeze while I was clearing off my car. Up until then, it was rather pretty.... then they decided to plow. *sighs* I agree with Lonnie - nice haiku. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- - "You can choose from phanthom fears, and kindness that can kill. I will choose a path that's clear; I will choose free will..." - Rush

Chris - your words stir up wonderful images in the mind. "Trees etched in crystal in glazing" - having just returned from Canada where snow covered trees glisten in the moonlight, this line rakes up beautiful memories. Leonard

I thought I could not spare the time to comment on everything, but I must comment on this one. Driving home from work today, I saw the light of the sun shining onto the snowy woods. Distracted by that beautiful sight, I nearly drove off the road. Your perfect haiku has the same effect on me, ~Nina

I see...frost crystals...lol Nice short and simple Frsot

like Gaia often. I love haiku and senryu. Thank you. I believe you said hello and welcome to me when I first registered here. I never returned the gesture. Belated thank you. -Michael

Haiku...I don't know this type of poetry but your words created beautiful visions for me. Sincerely~ Debbie

I like this. It reminded me of how the ice forms on the smallest of branches, and when the street lights hit them at night, they are like crystal. Beautiful images

Simply put; Beautiful~ _____________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ________Janice Pearce_________

I know exactly what you saw as I too have seen it so here in Norway and wondered at it, the tree encapsulated in ice, its so strange and particular a sight. You have made it visible for always now. Ann of Norway.

Lamplight shining on trees etched in crystal Mother natures hand I don't know if you agree but I think its enough and I like the on on the next line? I haven't and don't care about the 5-7-5 business as I feel the content os so important in these short poems. Ann again.

Beautiful! Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."