Portland Haiku

a new year rolls in.
goodbye old year, it’s been real.
real interesting.

frustration fills me,
aimlessly locked in motion.
looking for the light.

the snow has melted,
the slippery paths made clear.
where did the snow go?

white, grey, icky gunk
covers our streets wet and cold;
slowly melting back.

the cold frost outside
cannot overcome the warmth
my family brings.

deep frozen ice
layers sit on the streets.
portland is a cold, bitter white.

winter pushing wind,
the east shoves against the west.
freezing cold hits me.

sit back and relax
in my comfy cozy house,
and it’s cold outside.

there is more to life,
more than this circle will tell.
more than you can know.

finite and frozen,
we are stuck. unmovable,
till the wind breaks us.