Posts tagged dawn
Haiku-a-day
Orangey-pink skies at dawn over a silhouetted treeline.

Even in Winesburg,
dawn skies don’t have the answers —
people grow lonely.

Haiku-a-day
An orangey-pink sky over a silhouetted treeline.

The window turns pink —
dawn in late February,
rain coming all day.

Haiku-a-day
A pink and orange sky at dawn over a silhouetted treeline.

Jupiter was here
in this pink rising ether
under the full moon.

Haiku-a-day
A pink sky with wispy clouds above a treeline at daybreak.

Pink sky at daybreak,
a song sparrow lives nearby
and sings all day long.

Haiku-a-day

The full moon still hangs—
I look out on the morning,
crows follow their path.