Category: Nordic Ski Haiku

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In the glowing winter
Sunrise

Beneath frosted face
A warm-blooded creature
With a snotty nose

Snow on the hills
First morning light
Quiet sparkle

The long trail
Can’t stop
The sunrise

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