Welcome to day nineteen of the Haiku Advent Calendar. I hope you’re all well. The days are going by too quickly.
I’ve donned a Christmas jumper to take part in the regular writing group I attend today so I’m festive and warm, like a good mulled wine or cider.
Now for today’s haiku…
Starlings murmur like prudes gossiping on bare trees; the air is frozen.
Thanks for reading and joining me today. If you missed it I was part of the cast of the Christmas Episode of Eat The Storms Poetry Podcast yesterday if you want something to listen to today. The Spotify link is below;