quick silver minutes

through weary fingers slip.

Swift arrow times flies transient.

Mercury winged

the draught

now sipped.

Pigments bright

bleed pale and fade

For time will never wait..

By Sharon Lea (Leaway) (deceased)

(Sharon submitted this poem in December of 2004. She was a regular contributor to the Den.)

January in North Carolina

Pelican House (several authors)

I Rage at Winter

Winter Birds Haiku

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