A chōka: Fleeing South

Great snowstorms up north
Winter’s wrath is upon us
Fleeing as a bird
Seeking respite from the cold
Frigid winds blow south
Sought warmth remains elusive
Bare branches taunting
Defying the need for green
No doubt I shall persevere

Settled in deep south
Biting northern winds muzzled
Cool breeze on bare skin
Thawed in the warmth of the sun
A gift of spring in winter

Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 18

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22 thoughts on “A chōka: Fleeing South

  1. I love some of your word paintings – “Biting northern winds muzzled.” Then a line later, the wind feels different – enough to cool bare skin. “Thawed in the warmth of the sun.” I think you will have most of the northern hemisphere residents panting to get to where you are! 🙂

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