Category: Nordic Ski Haiku

Poles striking the ground
I am the loudest creature
In the whole forest

Perfect morning sun
Shines across the frozen lake
Whispers through the pines

Snow-covered hills
Last of the day’s light settles
Into the weekend

Burning
Last of the midnight oil
Before breakfast

Icy blue snow
Brave golden sunrise
Caught in the trees

Three pairs of skis
Into the raging wind
Taking on the night

Gliding softly
Into the white wood
Sanctuary

Through the tears
Glowing brilliantly
Red sunrise

Last of the day’s light
Low in the western sky
Lingering

Swishing sound of skis
Glow of a headlamp
Slicing through the dark