A Slip of Sky

dverse Haibun Monday: The Sky IS the Limit
Today, I would like for you to write your haibun about the day sky – from dawn to dusk and any time in between. From you I am requesting a haibun of one paragraph and one paragraph only. Please make this tight and of course, it is non-fiction. Write about the sky – the sky the day you were married, a sky from a childhood memory, lying in the grass and looking up at the clouds, a rainy sky, a snowy sky, any daytime sky.

 

The sky sat low on the mountain top. Swirling wisps of fog painted a grey and white horizon. I watched as the sky slid lower, erasing the landscape, leveling the world, softening the sounds of life to a sleepy hum. This blanket of mist crept closer still till from my window all I could see were vague shapes of trees and hints of deeper greys. It could have felt eerie, menacing, a gothic shiver of apparition unfolding. Instead it was a tranquil enveloping like the drowsy moments before drifting to sweet dreams.

Clinging, foggy tendrils
blanket the heavy-eyed day
snug in downy dreams

 

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19 responses to “A Slip of Sky

  1. The imagery in this is fantastic. It could have eerie, menacing…wonderful lead in to the conclusion. The haiku is superb.

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  2. It could have been eerie but instead it’s comforting… it feels like a choice we do more than what’s real… wonderful haibun

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  3. Glenn Buttkus

    Felt like the San Francisco fog, and loved the feel of it; superb purpose & fetching haiku.

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  4. oh yes…..snug in downy dreams. Love your prose describing the approaching foggy mist — and especially love this line in the haiku!

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  5. Great imagery in this piece.

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  6. I fell in love with the title immediately, and all the rest is beautiful too.

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  7. Fantastic imagery 😀 the tone sets the mood and lulls the reader in ❤️
    Beautifully executed.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  8. Love those sleepy, foggy days…but not so much of I have to do any driving 🙂

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  9. Rorschach Tests
    oF Sunrise Sunset
    Clouds.. sAme reflecting
    inner clouds and sunshine
    saMe.. environment within
    pasted on
    Paint of Nature..
    but sure.. either
    way of liFe iS equAlly
    ReaL for those who paint
    EmoTions sky wide noW iN
    shadEs of GreY beComing
    coloRed hues of Rain
    boW
    BRain..
    radiating
    FeeLinGS
    beLow
    first
    sAMe as
    sHadE Sun Blooms..

    Body bReathE
    oF liGht sKeyeS SonG..
    SinGs.. sunsetrise.. BluE..:)

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  10. Wow! this is beautiful…both picture and poetry….I think a same feeling is there in what I have written…

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  11. Like your downy blanket, this poem give comfort, Debi! Beautifully penned!

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  12. I will look at fog with a new attitude this autumn. 😀

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  13. Ah, ‘clinging foggy tendrils’ reminds me of camping in Wales in the supposed ‘summer’…! Lovely haibun!

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