Done for Haiku My Heart and for Carpe Diem.
Manna
first snow
crystals flakes sweeping the earth
manna from heaven
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu
18/09/15
Haiku My Heart: Manna
18 Friday Sep 2015
Posted in Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Poetry
Reading Pleasure 
Lovely, Ms. Pleasure. Snow is lovely to look at. Your words are perfect.
Thank you J C. 🙂
I hate snow, but love this haiku.
Nana, thanks.
I used to eat snow as a child (when I lived in snow country). Does that count as manna? 😉
Me too!!
LOL! 🙂
I’m sure it does, MMT 🙂
a pleasant drink for Mother Earth—beautiful haiku!
Jane, thank you. Have a nice weekend. 🙂
You too, Celestine!
Your words captured the essence. Lovely.
Thanks my dear.
🙂
I’d never thought of it as Manna from heaven but indeed it is. We need it! Thank you.
My pleasure, Cathy. Snow always gives me a vivid imagery of manna, at least the pictures of snow that I see. 🙂
Your haiku invokes wonder and your image is magical Celestine!
Lea, thank you.
beautiful. I want to see snow fall at least once before I die!
Me too dear Trisha.
You won’t like it much!
I had to read this a few times. It’s THAT beautiful!! ❤
Eva, thanks a million. 🙂
You’re welcome!
Refreshing words.
Thank you my dear. 🙂
I have never seen snow.. Would like to one day….Thanks for the treat..
I am here.. http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2015/09/after-thought-haiku.html
RS
That makes two of us, Ramesh. 🙂
I am not ready for snowflakes…
Still getting some tomatoes… but the fall equinox is just days away.
At this time of the year, tomatoes are a bit expensive over here. The rains have been haphazard too with not much falling as expected. 🙂
I’m wondering if I can fit a tomato tree plant in my front window? I’d have to use a small cotton swab to pollinate the flowers… I’m going to move the one cherry tomato plant to my porch, though there isn’t much sun in that room. Might extend its’ life just a tad.
Heavenly food. Lovely 💜
Thanks Stella.
Such a beautiful image…like MMT, eating snow was so common as a child, playing out in the snow for hours, we didn’t go in for a drink since that would mean getting boots, wet snow pants, mittens…and in spring we would get buckets of snow and my grandmother would pour the hot sap for taffy…mmmiam
Lovely memories, for sure. 🙂
Snowfall is beautiful and divine 🙂
I agree 🙂
We don’t get much snow where I live but when we do it always reminds of how African I am because I can’t bear the cold that comes with it.
Oh, as for me I doubt if I can be able to live in any cold or snow country. Not even for a visit. My bones actually creak. 🙂
No rush… 😉
Hopefully. 🙂