Ronovan’s challenge this week was the hardest one yet.
Mud-caked, hungry, cold,
wolf slinks through snowfall, hunting,
famine eyes dimming.
Ronovan’s challenge this week was the hardest one yet.
Mud-caked, hungry, cold,
wolf slinks through snowfall, hunting,
famine eyes dimming.
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Well done.
Thanks! It was hard. Cake is just not a word I’d ever dream of using. Thank you Ronovan for twisting my arm 🙂
Great job, Jane. But poor hungry, cold wolf. 😦
No cake for him 😦
I love “famine eyes.”
Really like this. Pretty.
Thank you 🙂
yes, winter (K)
Hate it.
This tells such a story. I love the brevity of the words that share much in the meaning! ❤
Thank you! That’s the hard part—making the short verse mean something! I must have got it right this time 🙂
This haiku really makes one feel for the wolf’s predicament. Intense words painting a picture of suffering.
Thanks Olga. I love wolves and I’m sure they have a hard enough time just getting through the winter without people taking potshots at them.
I think wolves are such beautiful creations, but much misunderstood and maligned. Here the bears were subject to potshots. We had a bad blueberry season in the summer and they were hungry, roaming into communities to look for food. Sad!
It seems to me we always look at the ‘cohabitation’ problem from the wrong angle. We destroy habitat, poison food sources, then we scream about predators coming too close to human habitation looking for food. Why is it always the wild animal at fault? Leave them enough food and they leave us and our crops/flocks alone.
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So true!
Lovely haiku, well done. 🙂
Thank you, Marjorie 🙂
Hi Jane! Wow, sad and scary haiku. I love it.
Thanks Vashti 🙂