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beautiful sky (haiku)

(c) clr - Tournesol '14
(c) clr – Tournesol ’14

Beautiful is the sky
spring is here at last
sun smiles at me

chasing sunsets
running, how desperate am I!
dusk beats me

quiet night
newborn finally stops crying
hush!

© Tournesol ’15

3WW – Beautiful – Desperate – Hush

Courting moon (Troiku)

© Clr '15

(Troiku)

I stood in awe
watched a work of art
angels created

I stood in awe
only eyes can admire
an artist paint

watched a work of art
pictured brush strokes in the sky
I stood in awe

angels created
arched moon woos
sparkly stars

© Tournesol ’15

TROIKU, is a new form of haiku (an abstract of one of the Carpe Diem Previews) created by Chèvrefeuille.

Ride home (haiga)

 clr '14
clr ’14

Train runs on time

chasing clouds on the run

whistle blows.

© clr '14
© clr ’14

clouds etched in the sky

bales of hay set out to dry

one dark cloud taunts

© clr'14
© clr’14

lightness dims

sun bows gracefully

almost home

darkness greets me solemnly

city lights wink high above.

© clr '14
© clr ’14

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/07/17

What if skies were pink?

What would you think

if skies had hues

of shades of pink?

…and hues of gold
and grey that wink.

I just might miss

those shades of blue

Lest not forget

drops of honey too!

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Those lovely summer sunsets

that exhibit mottled sets

of different shades and lovely hues

some greys that take the place of blues.

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I’m still in love with blue

you see, I tend to sway

with tints of  day

my eyes display

shades  grey and blue

just like the skies that bid adieu.

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Oh!

that must be why

I stay up late

to see the sky

turn into night.

What would you think?

What would you think
if skies had hues
of shades of pink?

…and hues of gold
and grey that wink.

I just might miss
those shades of blue
lest not forget
drops of honey too!

Those lovely summer sunsets
 that exhibit mottled sets
of different shades and lovely hues
some greys that take the place of blues.

And as the sun bids it’s farewell
we see the blues come back to life
and marry pink to make its wife
with just a hint of Honeywell.

I’m still in love with blue
you see, I tend to sway
with tints of day
my eyes display
shades grey and blue
just like the skies that bid adieu.

Oh!
 that must be why
I stay up late
to see the sky
turn into night.

© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts,  originally written and shot on October 7, 2013