Posts tagged treeline
Haiku-a-day
A treeline after sunset with clouds still showing but stars coming out.

Taking our turn here —
trying not to lose our touch
under tender skies.

Haiku-a-day
A treeline after sunset with clouds still showing but stars out.

There’s grief in these trees,
clouds of the day still showing,
stars just coming out.

Haiku-a-day
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.

Haiku-a-day
Puffy clouds in the predawn sky above a treeline after spring storms, blurred in a long exposure.

In this darkest time,
up before dawn, still thankful
for ecstatic skies.

Haiku-a-day
Puffy clouds in the predawn sky above a treeline after spring storms.

The sky has been scrubbed,
songbirds are back to singing —
worms on wet pavement.

Haiku-a-day
An orangey-pink sky over a silhouetted treeline.

The window turns pink —
dawn in late February,
rain coming all day.

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Sunrise above a dark treeline.

For David Lynch

The morning ether
rises above the treeline —
I’m lost in that dark.

Haiku-a-day
A full moon behind thin soft clouds against the blue hour sky behind silhouetted scotch pines.

Consecrated blue
of the sky as the moon rose
behind the scotch pines.

Haiku-a-day
A blurred image of a treeline and sky under darkness of morning.

The blurry treeline,
under the clouded half moon,
I'm tired, worried.

Haiku-a-day
A pink sky with wispy clouds above a treeline at daybreak.

Pink sky at daybreak,
a song sparrow lives nearby
and sings all day long.

Haiku-a-day

The full moon still hangs—
I look out on the morning,
crows follow their path.