breeze cooling my sweat
the smell of honeysuckle
the long, slow evening
Breathless Woods Haiku
in the breathless woods
I hear the treetops rustling
and I am at peace
Two Snow Day Haiku
under hazy sun
I break trail over the fresh snow
while the birds twitter
in-breath, the nose burns
out-breath, the nose also burns
but my coat is warm
Imbolc Haiku – 60 Degrees on February 1
the clouds part, and then
this opening at Imbolc
carries me to March
Twenty-two Degrees and Windy Haiku
sun slants over snow
dyed vanilla by the light
of mid afternoon
Halfway to Imbolc Square Haiku
what a difference
an extra hour of sun
creates within
Cardinal in December Haiku
a flash of red wings
sudden against the gray sky
buoys my winter heart
On Samhain and Being a Bad Witch
Think of the year as a wheel. Then divide that wheel at the Solstices and Equinoxes. Then divide it again between each of those days. That is the wheel of the year, and those eight holidays are the days when Wiccans mark the turning of the wheel. We call those days Sabbats, or the Sun Holidays. Samhain and Beltane are the two biggest deals in the Wiccan calendar. Many witches also observe the phases of the moons, or the Esbats. They’re important too, but I’m not going to talk about them right now. I’m going to talk about Samhain and why I am a bad witch.
Late August Honeysuckle Haiku
sun low at seven
summer’s last honeysuckle
sweet in this moment
Breathing Trees Haiku
cool breath of the trees
pulls me into shade beyond
the hot July sun
Garden of Words 