The concept is simple: HM doodles; you write a poem to accompany it. Links to all the doodles throughout the month and the opening post can be found here.
Doodle is by HM Yuan; please do not post the doodles on other blogs.
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Yay Words! 
a friend
in the past-
a snowman
winter thaw
you say we can’t
be lovers
or, v2:
winter thaw
why can’t we
be lovers
nice, Polona 😉 I prefer this version slightly, but both good.
oops– that comment was from me (Cara Holman)– didn’t realize I was still logged in under my Haiku Oregon acct.
s’okay, Cara, and thanks 🙂
i slightly prefer the second one, too 😉
What a delightful drawing!
after a day of play
the child hurries home
to hold the hand
of the snowchild
forever in a poem
living
in the moment…
best friends
oops– this haiku is also mine (Cara Holman)– that’s what I get for trying to do two things at once!
snowman-
my best friend
in the storm
snowman –
observing the world
in silence
snowflakes
the things she says
to her . . .
if only her friend
were real
sweet dream…
the smell of Grampy’s
corn cob pipe
[…] the He Doodles, You ‘Ku, on Aubrie Cox’s Yay Words […]
snowman –
you may be gone
tomorrow
before you leave –
the chill of your hand
around mine
even the snowman
cries for my father…
winter longing
he’s forever
she’s a flake
storm’s coming
unlimited
the companionship
of children
hollow men?
the likeness
of ourselves built
from snowflakes
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waning moon . . .
made from Fruit Loops
Frosty’s grin
in goosedown
and snowflakes
finding myself
making the most of
the time we have left–
icicles shorten
the way
you make me smile …
holding on
Amended :
the way
you make me smile …
rose moon
new coolness-
slipping my hand
through his
from a snowwoman
to this snowman–
the sun did it
1.
everything will disappear —
even the thickest of friendships.
here is my hand anyway.
2.
a damp streak
among your mitten’s stripes —
the stretch of holding on
old friendships
measured in
snowfall