Posts tagged sky
Haiku-a-day
A waning crescent moon in a blue sky at sunrise surrounded by mottled clouds, three jet trails, and orange clouds colored by the sun about to rise.

Waning crescent moon,
oblivious to sunrise,
jet trails, small worries.

Haiku-a-day
The night sky with clouds and stars.

The stars mix with clouds,
it’s late, my dog and I walk,
both feeling the dark.

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Morning sky before sunrise with blue skies between deep pink clouds above and orange and yellow clouds below.

Sky over highway,
clouds solemn as a Rothko —
joyous and humble.

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The pre-dawn sky a light steely blue with gray clouds floating.

The sky, not yet blue,
I think I know about loss —
but of course, I don’t

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The sun getting low in a blustery looking sky with grasses and cattail leaves blowing in the foreground in early October.

The sky like a sail
over the green cattail pond,
each blowing apart.

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A large white cloud with dark blue sky and stars above it.

Grief is its own thing,
it shoulders out a clear mind,
shortens every breath.

Haiku-a-day
A large white cloud with dark blue sky and stars above it.

Sharp clouds moving in,
we’re casual under stars,
this September night.

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A morning sky filled with loose clouds dramatically lit turning orange and gold.

The scent of wet earth
drifts into his sniffing nose,
us two, up early.

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A waning crescent moon with Venus close to it against a pink sky just before dawn.

Maybe a rosehip,
petals fade and fall away —
the moon and Venus.

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The sky before sunrise with Venus, Jupiter and a sliver of a moon.

Just us this morning,
Venus, the moon, Jupiter,
unnamed and untied.

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The sky at sunrise with wispy clouds in rows and a sliver of a moon.

Dawn sky, a figure —
clouds like a pair of pink lungs,
the moon a freckle.

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A blurred early morning view of a sidewalk by apartments with the setting moon against a dark blue sky.

Early on Sunday
out under the setting moon,
we’re changed and we’re changed.

Haiku-a-day
A September sunrise with puffy mackerel clouds against bright blue sky.

I’m wrongly forlorn,
the wonderland we’ve been in
has never been lost.

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Two orange striped clouds in the pre-dawn sky above a silhouetted treeline.

Up two hours ago,
I was here with Orion,
moon under the trees.

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A view of tall grass below a dramatic cloud against blue sky and a low sun in late summer.

August will give way,
everything at its peak
will start to fall down.

Haiku-a-day
A view of afternoon sun behind tall trees in late summer.

Hawks and kingfishers
make rounds above the river
while we change below.

Haiku-a-day
A view of tall pine trees against a pre-dawn sky with the tip of Ursa Minor still glowing.

Summer starts to fade,
the head of Ursa Minor
lifts its nose at dawn.

Haiku-a-day
An upward view of colorful buildings below a blue sky with dramatic clouds and sun in Parma, Italy.

River made of snow
flows into the warm city,
lit from within.