DAILY PHOTO: Fire Clouds at Sundown
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Tag Archives: Skies
Blue, the Happy Color [Lyric Poem]
The sun is out after
days of gray,
and no fog or cloud stands
in my way
of seeing skies of blue.
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Storm Front [Free Verse]
Rain is coming. I can smell its sweet whiff on the breeze. A storm prowls out there beyond my eyes power to see. But dark clouds hunker in the fore: the storm's vanguard. The birds know it's coming. They've vacated the skies to... I know not where.
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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
the !n(tro)verted yogi 