Two degrees: haibun with shadorma

Yesterday morning I was in the kitchen moving plates, running water for tea, waking up, when I heard a radio voice announcing the temperature outside as “negative two”. I already knew it was a below-zero morning, the first this fall.  What startled me was the language she used: “negative two”.

negative”

the word slays my mood

try “minus”

to measure

those degrees below zero

they’ll rise to “plus”

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©2018 Ontheland

hidden

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vestiges,
accumulations
concealed, then
uncovered…
in the feline stealth of time
mountains grow from dust

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©2018 Ontheland

Amaya at dVerse has challenged us to write a shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5 syllables) with hints of shadow, mist, enigma. I wrote this gazing at the sunset, first thinking about the tunnels under Rome where they discovered all kinds of refuse, and then about other dumps and secret disposals large and small.

The photo is in the public domain, courtesy of Pixabay.com (search ‘hidden’).