glisten January 03, 2013 Image: public-domain.com sabre tooth dagger bright killer silently waits prey on the threshold Rene ~ January 3, 2013 Careful out there, man Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels blogging death haiku horror i don't know what it means either I know you hate haiku get over it ice life lit loss snapshot of real life winter writing Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Brian MillerJanuary 3, 2013 at 6:32 PMepp...will be watching my back...smiles..ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyJennifer WagnerJanuary 30, 2013 at 9:22 PMsabre tooth dagger...ha, i like that. nice haiku!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyaelfbeeJanuary 30, 2013 at 9:30 PMThanks for animating the ice on the roof; I'll be more careful walking into those jaws now.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyUnknownJanuary 30, 2013 at 9:52 PMYou always manage to elicit a response. Sometimes it is a deep sigh. Sometimes it is a belly laugh. This time, with that last line... a guffaw! so glad you linked up, Rene!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySherry Blue SkyJanuary 30, 2013 at 9:59 PMThis is perfect! And I got just as much of a kick out of your labels:)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyMaryJanuary 31, 2013 at 7:21 AMOh yes, those icicles are deadly weapons indeed. Your poem captures that.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyEllaFebruary 1, 2013 at 12:07 AMWell Done..I have seen those long teeth snarling at me near my front walk! ;D Clever!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyGoddessChhaviFebruary 1, 2013 at 12:01 PMAh. I have never ever seen snow/ice. In my refrigerator and my glass only. Not natural. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAnonymousFebruary 1, 2013 at 2:46 PMSuccinct but well said!McGuffy's Readerhttp://www.mcguffysreader.blogspot.comReplyDeleteRepliesReplyJudy RoneyFebruary 1, 2013 at 4:30 PMSo beautiful but also, as you say, can be a killer. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyRosemary Nissen-WadeFebruary 2, 2013 at 7:18 AMInteresting imagery.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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epp...will be watching my back...smiles..
ReplyDeletesabre tooth dagger...ha, i like that. nice haiku!
ReplyDeleteThanks for animating the ice on the roof; I'll be more careful walking into those jaws now.
ReplyDeleteYou always manage to elicit a response. Sometimes it is a deep sigh. Sometimes it is a belly laugh. This time, with that last line... a guffaw! so glad you linked up, Rene!
ReplyDeleteThis is perfect! And I got just as much of a kick out of your labels:)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, those icicles are deadly weapons indeed. Your poem captures that.
ReplyDeleteWell Done..I have seen those long teeth snarling at me near my front walk! ;D Clever!
ReplyDeleteAh. I have never ever seen snow/ice. In my refrigerator and my glass only. Not natural.
ReplyDeleteSuccinct but well said!
ReplyDeleteMcGuffy's Reader
http://www.mcguffysreader.blogspot.com
So beautiful but also, as you say, can be a killer.
ReplyDeleteInteresting imagery.
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