Winter Haikus #1-3

Have been reading Julie & Julia, and realized right off that it's quite different from the movie that inspired me to start this blog. I am fast coming to the realization that even though her blog was wildly popular, mine will differ from Julie Powell's in several important ways. For starters, I will not be writing about the condition of my uterus, ovum or any other details from my gynecological exams (she does in the book, see pages 5 and 6, just fyi). Another difference is that mine will have the word f*** markedly less. I'm not a linguistic prude or anything, it's just that I think use of that word decreases with the addition of children into one's life. And if you checked out pages 5-6 of J&J out of curiosity from the above reference, you will know that she didn't have children - at least when she wrote that. Of course there will also be less food, which is a shame, because when writing about cooking there are all kinds of terrible, embarrassing and highly entertaining accidents to write about. Whereas, when reporting on messing up the cadence of a line of iambic pentementer is much more difficult to make it sound interesting. But, be that as it may, I press on.

Here are a few haikus to start things off.
(Quick reminder: haiku is a 3 line poem with 5 syllables in the first and third lines and 7 in the second)

Haiku #1

Bright hanging dagger
Sparkling as it threatens
The icicle falls

Haiku #2

Soft, gentle water
Expanding as it freezes
Overcomes hard steel

Haiku #3

Cold, white, sparkling
Rests the snow beneath my feet
Crunching with each step

And yes, this is Wisconsin in winter - brrrrrr!