Changing Skies: Three Tanka

I
a gray day,
low dreary clouds hang down;
smoky air
clings to the earth —
all is close; nothing moves

 

II
tall puffy clouds
drift across the sky
like ship’s bridges,
moving in armada
through skies, calm & blue

 

III
a blue dome,
unblemished by clouds
if not for birds
looking to the sky
would stop the world

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