RIBBONS
Clouds tethered in the sky –
pink and almost gossamer
are ribbons this day
LACE
Lacey white clouds moving
like they are in haste
to leave the countryside
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39 responses to “Ribbons & Lace — Haikus”
Lovely imagery, Uzoma. Reminding us that, for inspiration, all we need to do sometimes: look up. Have a beautiful day!
Exactly, my dear friend. May we always be inspired 🙂 Blessings.
Nice images brought by these poems.
Thank you, Joe.
Beautiful haiku, Uzo, and lovely visuals you paint with your words…:)
My heart is full of gratitude for your comment, Lauren 🙂
Have a lovely evening, Uzo! I’m not sure of the time where you are…:)
Aw thank you so much, Lauren! Though it’s almost 7:20 am, I will reserve the wishes until it’s evening again. Is it evening where you are?
Just yesterday I looked up to see half the sky blue and the other half covered by cloud formation that I can only describe as a giant, flat ice-shelf in the sky that looked as if it were about to break off and plummet. My rational brain ahd to spend a moment convincing my emotional one that I was not in danger of being crushed.
LOL @ the giant cloud!!!
When I was a child, I used to imagine that some cloud formations in the sky were soldiers ready for battle. Now, I still have similar thoughts.
Even a poet! NICE!
You bet 🙂
Beautiful imagery, Uzo.
Thanks, Lena.
The combination of both your Haiku’s are amazingly well written and paint an imagery of hope and appreciation. 🙂
Your words are a gift to me, Charlie 🙂
Anytime my friend. 🙂
exceptionally beautiful..
Many thanks, Soumya.
I can just picture myself looking up at the lovely clouds you describe, Uzo, especially the ones in haste to leave the countryside. And just as I feel poetic I would trip over an exposed root and fall flat on my face!
LOL!!! Ronnie, I imagine you won’t be hurt in the process 🙂
This was beautiful Uzoma! I love the imagery in both pieces. How befitting of this beautiful day. I love to take time out of my day to go cloud gazing, and you displayed it wonderfully.
My heart rejoices at the gift of your kind and high praise 🙂
You are a writer worthy of praise my friend, that was lovely!
Wonder haiku here. enjoyed hte lace one a lot
I meant these were wonderful haiku and enjoyed the lace one:)
I understand 🙂 Glad you love “Lace.” I was admiring a robin sitting on a high pole when the clouds grabbed my attention.
Perfect!
Many thanks.
Uzoma, my friend, your words steal my soul to places where physical boundaries don’t exist, where clouds and lace, flowers and light…. all hold hands and sing praises in a language that knows no boundaries… You must… must… do more poems. Have a great weekend!
Aw, such high praise I hold dearly. I wish the inspiration for poem comes to me more often than it does presently. All the same, I happy you’ve continued to enjoy the ones I’ve written.
A wonderful weekend to you, too 🙂
Enjoyed both haiku. The first, captured the rays of the sun. The second, lacy virgin white rushing to meet her betrothed 🙂
Well put, Eric. Haha…Love what you said about the second–I see another another haiku in the making 🙂
I look at clouds all the time so I absolutely was entranced with the way you wrote these haikus! Thanks for the pretty pictures in my head, Uzo!
Hey Robin … I still carry some of my childhood imaginative thoughts about the clouds. 😀 Thankfully Geography tells me there are different cloud formations.
Glad you enjoyed the haikus.
This is nice Uzoma, ‘lacey white clouds moving..’ I love it! 🙂
I appreciate 🙂
There is something to be said for observing clouds from below, to then passing through them on foot until above, to think then the possibilities to walk, dance upon, across their denial to gravity’s earthly domain, in the divergent array of colours . Love the motion, emotion of the Haikus, Uzoma! 🙂
A satisfying and poetic response, Sean. I do also marvel at the activities of the clouds above as well as the sprinkling of colors in the sky. However they set the mood for the day remains a fascination.