South window greeting—
grey venetian clouds open,
golden sun shines through.
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Delicate branches
brush autumn sky, slender trunks
sketch vertical lines.
©2016, ontheland
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Love that sun shining through and the brushing of the autumn sky Janice ~
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Thanks Grace 🙂
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I especially love the second piece–I can almost feel the artist’s brush here!
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Thank you 🙂
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slender trunks
sketch vertical lines… can almost imagine them as a pencil sketch! Lovely.
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Thank you 🙂
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I love when the bare branches are patterns..
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Love the image of those delicate branches ❤️
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Thank you :))
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Love the image of the trees sketching vertical lines.
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Thank you 🙂
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I love the way the ‘grey venetian clouds’ of the first haiku/stanza are echoed in the ‘vertical lines’ of the last.
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That’s an interesting observation Kim :))
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The words ‘venetian blinds’ conjured up an image of clouds striped like the slats of blinds!
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Yes that’s exactly what I had in mind. I hadn’t noticed that I had went horizontal in the first haiku and then vertical in the next—two recent and separate scenes with a hidden connection 🙂
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Your poem reminded me of a story called “Castle neither in the sky nor on earth”, I imagined, while reading, there is someone up there opening a window, to let a little bit of us come into his/her home.
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That’s beautiful 🙂 thank you.
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Amazing as ever. 😉
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Thanks Dorna 🙂 😎
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I liked the phrase “gray venetian clouds open.” Well said.
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Thank you 🙂
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