Delicate Letters
1.
My ribs are branches
on which invisible birds
perch on winter nights.
2.
Enter, acrobats!
Begin your parade through town,
though the north wind moans.
3.
I lower my eyes
when I see the light in yours,
Sister Winter Moon.
© 2023 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Posted on January 27, 2023, in 5-7-5, haiku, Haiku My Heart, Poets & Storytellers United, Recuerda Mi Corazon, The Whirligig and tagged haiku, ordinary, writing prompt. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.
Magical Mystical Teacher 
My ribs are branches
on which invisible birds
perch on winter nights
this speaks to me so deeply. i can “see” it, feel it, breathe it!
Each one a gem!
I thought of those acrobats jumping about on my ribs! Not quite the light fluttering of birds.
The first haiku – like Rebecca: I can see it… really wonderful! Have a great weekend dear! Hug from Holland.
The lowering of eyes … a nice way to express respect, perhaps shyness, at moon’s wonder.
I do like these 3 haikus.