Waking up to grey skies, she cannot help but feel there is more to this day then this muted sky. No, definitely, she feels it. Her feline friend does too. Something tangible is felt in the atmosphere she knows will transpire soon…
morning skies
relief is on the way
melancholy haze
Walking home with her grandson after a wonderful day in the city, she could not help but admire the sky. Once, her grandson was sound asleep, she read about the sad news…such a loss in the world of haiku. And then, she understood the mysteries of the sky tonight.
dash of white clouds stand out in the night sky
dash of white clouds
splash of goodness
wings of an angel
stand out
seventeen syllables
more or less
in the night sky
greets an angel with a smile
crescent moon
How wonderful to escape in words that take you to places in body and soul. She had downloaded a 5-book mystery novel plus a prequel last week…what a great way to enjoy Civic holiday weekend. Of course some may not be too pleased but like they say, “you can’t please everyone all the time.”