The sky puts up a show every evening for brave folks who sustain the freezing mornings. Evenings…the only colors of an otherwise mundane winter life. Live crimson while it lasts.
A haiku for Ronovan weekly prompt ‘mundane – wicked’. It seemed challenging to bring the two unwieldy characters together. They look like they are tolerating each other in my haiku. Thanks for the harmony folks! Christmas is turning everyone into fairies 🙂
humdrum winter grey
rolls out a crimson evening
wicked finale
Thanks for stopping by. Have a christmassy crimson week.
db's poetryscape 
Two absolutely diverse words woven so beautifully in your haiku Daya! Well done 👍
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Thanks Radhika
Yes it took a while to create an ambience for these two conflicting people 😁
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Lovely!
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Thank you 🙂
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Very nice!
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Thank you 😊
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