Posts tagged blue sky

Haiku-a-day

Seven Canadian geese fly in a V against a bright blue sky.

Each one an arrow,
seven geese honk in a V —
a world of their own.

Jennifer FarinaNovember 9, 2024jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, handmade, sketchbook, collage, cut paper collage, paperstars, imperfect, impermanent, incomplete, Canadian geese, geese, sky, blue skyComment

Haiku-a-day

A bright June day with puffy clouds against a blue wky over a vista of tall green grass and trees with milkweed gowing in the foreground.

Milkweed globes forming—
I could break into cartwheels
under the June sky.

Jennifer FarinaJune 10, 2024jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, handmade, sketchbook, collage, cut paper collage, paperstars, imperfect, impermanent, incomplete, forest, milkweed, blue skyComment

Haiku-a-day

Bluebirds guard their house,
picturing featherless beaks
needing to be fed.

Jennifer FarinaApril 15, 2024jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, handmade, sketchbook, collage, cut paper collage, paperstars, imperfect, impermanent, incomplete, plum blossoms, blue sky, AprilComment

Haiku-a-day

A mackerel sky over a meadow of queen-anne's lace and goldenrod.

Skies over beehives,
warm friends keep forty thousand
tucked in goldenrod.

Jennifer FarinaSeptember 4, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, clouds, blue sky Comment

Haiku-a-day

Yellow coreopsis blooming against a bright blue sky.

Remember the words,
remember the poets well,
the attempt, at least.

Jennifer FarinaAugust 8, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, blue skyu, blue sky, coreopsisComment

Haiku-a-day

A thunderhead building against blue sky and sun.

Stormy July sky,
we see it coming all day,
waiting with sparrows.

Jennifer FarinaJuly 21, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, sky, blue sky, thunderhead, sunComment

Haiku-a-day

A big red barn on a grassy slope against a bright blue sky with puffy clouds.

If this was my barn,
I would paint in it all day,
life, coming and going.

Jennifer FarinaMay 18, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, red barn, blue skyComment

Haiku-a-day

A tree just leafing out against bright blue sky and sun with two goldfinches perched in it.

Goldfinches lit up,
changing color as I walk,
their song is yellow.

Jennifer FarinaApril 28, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, blue sky, sun, tree, goldfinchesComment

Haiku-a-day

Top branches of a tall tree in early spring against a bright blue sky with soft white clouds.

Remember that day,
it wasn’t so long ago,
when all was not lost.

Jennifer FarinaApril 27, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, tree, blue skyComment

Haiku-a-day

Photo of a singing robin in a tree just getting buds against a bright blue sky.

The first of April,
he’s been waiting all winter,
this Robin, singing.

Jennifer FarinaApril 1, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, blue sky, spring, ribin, robin, birdsong, budbreakComment

Haiku-a-day

Photo of blue sky with light patterned clouds with the tops of bare-branched trees and electricity wires among them.

The lives of finches,
whole bodies in the blue sky,
unafraid of heights.

Jennifer FarinaMarch 27, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, blue sky, tree silhouettesComment

Haiku-a-day

March snow is hardest,
I clear a place for the doves,
we all wait it out.

Jennifer FarinaMarch 4, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, snow, blue sky, evergreens, winterComment

Haiku-a-day

Photo of one red-winged blackbird in the branches of a high tree against blue sky with its wings outstretched.

What it must be like
to have wings with red shoulders,
the sky as your home.

Jennifer FarinaMarch 2, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, red-winged blackbirds, red-winged blackbird, blue skyComment

Haiku-a-day

My heart on my sleeve,
there’s no other place for it,
in this long, bare life.

Jennifer FarinaFebruary 20, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, tree branches, blue sky, cloudsComment

Haiku-a-day

Photo of a bare treetop against a mostly bright blue sky in winter.

Birds in midwinter,
singing in spite of themselves
stunned by the blue sky.

Jennifer FarinaJanuary 4, 2023jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, sky, blue sky, midwinter sky, treetop, tree branchesComment

Haiku-a-day

Looking up at blue sky in the middle of a white pine forest.

At the tops of trees
the seed eaters leap and munch,
nests lined with cattails.

Jennifer FarinaDecember 4, 2022jfarina, jenniferfarina, art, artist, abstractart, abstract, artwork, artstudio, originalartwork, painting contemporaryart, creative, haiku, watercolorpainting, nonrepresentationalart, poetry, personalessay, painter, annarbor, wabisabi, brushstrokes, ink drawing, white pine forest, blue skyComment

Each one an arrow,seven geese honk in a V —a world of their own.

Milkweed globes forming—I could break into cartwheelsunder the June sky.

Bluebirds guard their house,picturing featherless beaksneeding to be fed.

Skies over beehives,warm friends keep forty thousandtucked in goldenrod.

Remember the words,remember the poets well,the attempt, at least.

Stormy July sky,we see it coming all day,waiting with sparrows.

If this was my barn,I would paint in it all day,life, coming and going.

Goldfinches lit up,changing color as I walk,their song is yellow.

Remember that day,it wasn’t so long ago,when all was not lost.

The first of April,he’s been waiting all winter,this Robin, singing.

The lives of finches,whole bodies in the blue sky,unafraid of heights.

March snow is hardest,I clear a place for the doves,we all wait it out.

What it must be liketo have wings with red shoulders,the sky as your home.

My heart on my sleeve,there’s no other place for it,in this long, bare life.

Birds in midwinter,singing in spite of themselvesstunned by the blue sky.

At the tops of treesthe seed eaters leap and munch,nests lined with cattails.

Each one an arrow,
seven geese honk in a V —
a world of their own.

Milkweed globes forming—
I could break into cartwheels
under the June sky.

Bluebirds guard their house,
picturing featherless beaks
needing to be fed.

Skies over beehives,
warm friends keep forty thousand
tucked in goldenrod.

Remember the words,
remember the poets well,
the attempt, at least.

Stormy July sky,
we see it coming all day,
waiting with sparrows.

If this was my barn,
I would paint in it all day,
life, coming and going.

Goldfinches lit up,
changing color as I walk,
their song is yellow.

Remember that day,
it wasn’t so long ago,
when all was not lost.

The first of April,
he’s been waiting all winter,
this Robin, singing.

The lives of finches,
whole bodies in the blue sky,
unafraid of heights.

March snow is hardest,
I clear a place for the doves,
we all wait it out.

What it must be like
to have wings with red shoulders,
the sky as your home.

My heart on my sleeve,
there’s no other place for it,
in this long, bare life.

Birds in midwinter,
singing in spite of themselves
stunned by the blue sky.

At the tops of trees
the seed eaters leap and munch,
nests lined with cattails.