Weird Little Tales
winter afternoon—
a rich layer of new snow
blanketing the earth
~~ ~~ ~~
In weary silence
she gazes into the flames,
seeking an omen.
~~ ~~ ~~
nothing fancier
than her cream-colored straw hat
with its pink ribbon
~~ ~~ ~~
A wooden clothespin—
she touches it to her tongue
and then to her palms.
~~ ~~ ~~
Over her shoulder
she tosses a tangerine,
hoping for good luck.
~~ ~~ ~~
Spiteful old women
hurl curses at their husbands
for small transgressions.
~~ ~~ ~~
Through a small window
she sees the plural of goose
landing on the pond.
~~ ~~ ~~
A life for herself—
no more peeling potatoes,
she thinks with a sigh.
Haiku © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Posted on January 28, 2018, in 5-7-5, haiku, Poetry Pantry, Poets United, Sunday's Whirligig and tagged fancier, flames, palms, peel, pink, plural, rich, snow, spiteful, tangerine, think, tongue. Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.
Magical Mystical Teacher 
Nice snippets of life…
Interesting little tales – I wonder what type of omen she is searching for?
I enjoyed the read. I liked fancy hat and the last two were fun.
As always I try to stitch them together to a story… and I think I see the lonely woman in there… thank God for that strawhat.
Love this especially; ‘In weary silence she gazes into the flames, seeking an omen’.. Beautifully eloquent!💞
I especially love the plural of goose landing on the pond….made me smile.
Each one the best!!!! I agree with Sherry, brilliant, “the plural of goose…”
I think you summed it all up 🙂
How easy it was to picture each scene described…even the plural of geese, fitting that awkward prompt word in!
Ah, looking into the flames is a good way to meditate! I like the whole set, but that one I liked best.
seeing the plural of goose.. oh that’s adorable..
Wonderful glimpses.
This builds into a beautiful story each verse telling us a little more
Very compelling progression.
These are wonderful.
Tremendous series.