Sunrise Haiku

~ sojourningsmith

Since the spruce plantation across the lane from us has been part felled (but not clear cut, we saw to it they knew it was red squirrel habitat), we have a clear view of the sun rising over the Playbank. Today, I am out teaching in the morning, so poetry practice is pre-dawn, writing in the dark with my illuminato pen with the curtains wide to see dawn arrive. Haiku felt appropriate somehow. Three emerged by sun up.

A plump peace slice
Moon drips its juice
Over the hump of hill
How ink black the sky
How white the blank page
How still before the bird's sing

A suspicion of light
Stains the horizon
Wisdom arrives this way

Copyright © 2019 Bee Smith. All rights reserved.

Featured photo is of the Playbank, Co. Cavan.

Published by sojourningsmith

This blog is a record of a writing journey. Having lived in three countries (to date) I must have what my mother calls 'itchy feet.' Perhaps that makes me an experienced sojourner, someone who stays temporarily in places. But I am also someone deeply interested in acquainting myself with the soul of that place during my sojourn.

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