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The view is woodsy from my favourite part of the couch. Streetlights are still on as dawn sheepishly reveals itself outside my window. I resent January with it’s epic entrance, bursting with expectations. It falls short in the shadow of Christmas and I see only grey. The dulling pavement of my street is a reflection of the skies above. Neutral and speechless. Blank and waiting. One grey squirrel clambers up and down the giant maple. I tap on the window. He looks at me curiously, then continues on his quest for hidden peanuts. Someone has been feeding him. I admire his fluffy tail and his simple life. My solitude is broken by that car with the noisy muffler and I wonder why Santa or someone similar did not replace it. I take another sip of tea, breathing in the new year.

 

sun in cloud coma

ashen earth begs for first snow

squirrel pays no mind

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  1. I can see that dullness outside my window too Mish. I also like how you described it as:

    Neutral and speechless. Blank and waiting

    I think we are getting hit by freezing rain and snow later on. Keep warm as this week is going to be brutally cold.

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  2. Love the haiku! Squirrels do pretty much as they please!!

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  3. Even the squirrel is grey. I’ve got pretty much the same vibe going on where I live. Minus the muffler.

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  4. I haven’t seen our squirrels for a while, Mish – well, I think of them as ours. 😉 I like the view and the sentence ‘Streetlights are still on as dawn sheepishly reveals itself outside my window’ and I understand your resentment of January and its ‘epic entrance, bursting with expectations’. But it’s the humans who created the expectations in the first place – poor old January gets the blame! I also love the ‘dulling pavement of my street is a reflection of the skies above. Neutral and speechless. Blank and waiting’, which reminds me of when I lived in London, and the phrase ‘sun in cloud coma’.

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  5. Nice description of January: “It falls short in the shadow of Christmas and I see only grey.”

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  6. We can all resonate with the conundrum of the expectations and letdowns of the holidays.
    I like ‘sun in cloud coma.’

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  7. “sun in cloud coma” – exquisite.

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  8. A gentle recount of a lazy winter morning, a page from most anyone’s ordinary life. I loved it!
    Great haiku as well.

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  9. I like your observations of a grey day, Mish, portraying January’s mood.

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  10. I love it when I see a squirrel.. the kind we have are red-brown… and they have their own stashes of acorns and nuts…

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  11. “It falls short in the shadow of Christmas’….yes, it does! Grey seems to be the predominate color of January….except here in the South. There are green mosses and evergreens, bushes, shrubs, and trees. But you certainly captured the imprint of January. Great haiku at the end.

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  12. What a great haiku to finish this poem!

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  13. “bursting with expectations” and “begging for snow,” and the squirrel knows there are peanuts to be found, so continues along. There’s a lovely peace in that quest.

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