Sky - Haiku Book

Saturday 23/03/19 Clouds

The sky has great clouds,
Some large and like mountains high,
Some small and many.

There are some that stretch,
Across the sky in layers,
Drifting ever on.

There is a new start,
Definite or uncertain,
Begin it today.

The sun in its sky,
Sitting bright in its blueness,
Promising so much.

Just before seven,
This is what the sky looked like,
A golden sunrise.

Painting such colours
The sky filled with golden rays
Caught my eye, it did!

The sky’s amazing,
The way it changes its look,
Time and time again.

The sky’s playful clouds,
Blue and white in many shapes,
My constant delight.

The moons bright tonight,
Full and moving clouds away,
It shining boldly.

The sky cold and clear,
But still the weather is good.
Spring is keen to come.

The bindings undone,
Pages fall on to the floor.
Covering the cracks.

The cup is half full,
That’s hopeful, yet, getting cold.
The cup’s move aside.

Dramatic white clouds
Fill the blue sky just enough.
To form great contrasts.

The morning sky grey,
Heavy and expectant,
One by one they fall.