Haiku on Nice/ Harsh/ Attempt/ Winter

Nice

A nice little girl

Sits listening to grandma

Smile hides evil thoughts

Sitting quietly

it's nice being here with you

Minds, bodies, in tune

We drove down through Nice

On our way to St. Tropez

Great little Vespa

Not nice News tonight

The body count seemed endless

Totally bereft

Harsh

For a woman, Gaia...

You birthed harsh environment...

Test of man, I guess...

Last dregs of coffee

A harsh over-roasted taste

But I paid for it

All I did was spit

Dark faced father's harsh dictate

"Go to your bedroom!"

Attempt

Attempt seventy

OK, nearly achieved that

Let's try for eighty

A meditation

Letting thoughts, and old griefs, fade

Attempt peace of mind

Quite dry conditions

Attempt to water garden

Then it poured with rain

Winter

A scent from my past

Old aromatic cure all

Oil of Wintergreen

Albino features

Winter-white hair and pale skin

Strangely pink eyes

Only hurt you once
I have never forgotten
Your winter-cold look
(From 'Sensual Haiku' the book http://tinyurl.com/kahxp71 )