Every February writer poet musician Harold who resides in Terrace fires up his “Haiku Train” and about 10 or 15 of us follow along the tracks for the month. Here are my contributions for Feb. 2026

Feb 1

‘Tis February?
Thought t’was still January…
Winter clogs the brain

Feb 2

The Wicked Witch
Of the North West encased
My world in ice

Feb 3

At four a.m the Tooth
Fairy took my dentures
from their cup
(She wanted a cookie and had no teeth in her head)

Feb 4

I sit in my chair
And feel the vibration
At four in the morn

Feb 5

Brown snowballs
‘Longside a brown road
Too early for spring

Feb 6

Chickadee sang his
Winter song along with
A springtime tweet

Feb 7

Early morning
body hurts. I check to see
what doesn’t work. (all is good!)

Feb 8

Kids now in their
Sixties, youngest fifty-one.
I tell myself, “well done”

Feb 9

Humans will survive
Immune systems on high
Combating viruses

Feb 10

Love in Your Eighties
Daughter wrote the song
We are living it

Feb 11

Knitted slippers
Someone made long ago
Keep my feet warm

Feb 12

Back in nineteen-ten
Salt mine along the Skeena
Bring your own shaker!

Feb 13

“Do you save lives?” I
Ask paramedics. “No,
We just prolong them”  [“prolong the inevitable”  is what was actually said]

Feb 14

All was grey, the woods
Land, sky, my thoughts and I
Then the sun came out!

Feb 15

Vanderhoof, lovely
Drive, lunch and flowers
‘Twas Valentines Day!

Feb 16

East wind blowing snow
Over bare brown spaces.
Good fire protection!

Feb 17

Somber grey morning
Pale blue sky on horizon
Perhaps some sunshine?

Feb 18

Chinese genes mingle
With English , Dutch, German
One percent Vietnam

Feb 19

All is whimsical at
This stage in life, old gals
Just wanna have fun

Feb 20

Water drips from tap
Used to drip from a pail on
A rope in the well

Feb 21

Husband makes models
Our place resembles a
Nuclear laboratory!

Feb 22

History up in smoke
Sixty years’ young for people
Old for a building

Feb 23

Figure skaters can
Manipulate their bodies
So beautfully

Feb 24

When is a cold not
A cold- when it’s too dry or
Too damp in the house

Feb 25

Too much Spam and what’s
Worse, Scam, bought some pills
That ain’t worth a dang

Feb 26

Upside down society
Let sixteen-year-olds vote
It’s their future!

Feb 27

If you’re happy in
religion clap your hands
or stomp your feet

Feb 28

The haiku train stopped
Off we marched into April
See you next year!

Mar 1

March 1st Haiku

Gorgeous blue sky
Bare trees reaching up in
Anticipation

Mar 2
In far-off corners
Of the world bombs explode in
Righteous precision

Mar 3

Daylight Saving Time
Deposit in bank, withdraw
The light at Christmas

Cut through thick black
Cloud of resentment and
Love comes pouring in

I embraced the warm
Soft baby pines and they
Embraced me back

Bear hunched his strength
Against window -crash- shards
Of glass in the bedroom

March is a lot like
November, an in-between
Unseemly month

Poetry may be
The way to communicate
With other souls

Radicals running
Our world. On the other hand
The weather’s warmer

International
Women’s Day yesterday
Today same old thing

What the world needs now
Is more un-beautiful women
And more handsome men

Hard to be humble
When you like who you are
But it’s worth a try

Bare boned poplars
Spindly white corpses
Soon…leaves…new life

Cat strode onto
Soil encrusted snowpack and
Fell into oblivion

Remembering [Elsie]
Her at the ceremony. So
Much love in the room

In the scheme of things
Humans may be part of a
Wondrous experiment

First an embryo
In Mama’s abdomen
Now a great-grandma

Where are the children
Born in the fifties? They
Are grandparents

Great-grandkids old ’nuff
To have babies. More
Beautiful children?

‘Rest between progress’
I like that phrase, fits nearly
Every endeavour

The woods are restless
Green sprouts pressing up
Through frozen earth

We meet one another
Four, six, in the morning
Did you get any sleep?