Sunday, March 23, 2008


Easter brought snow to East Anglia

To gardens preparing themselves for summer

To the swans that haunt the river bank

To graffiti ghosts that prowl the underpass

To sunken chests that ripple silent

And protests shouted at the sky.


Princess Haiku said...

This is just gorgeous, Pisces. I hope the tiny crocuses are poking their heads through the snow.

weasel said...

Makes me nostalgic for that particularly East Anglian in town snow of my youth.

jams o donnell said...

Nice shots. Mercifully the snow didn't settle 50 miles westish. Still it would have made for some good photography