Alice Anne Gordon


Scottish Sky - Haiku


Heavy gunner blue
Sky hangs low uninviting
Shrapnel raindrops slice

Submitted: Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 15, 2011
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  • Leonard Daranjo (10/9/2007 11:28:00 AM)

    How well you have brought out magic of a Scottish Sky which, today, I can say I have seen - with my mind's eye.Thanks to seventeen syllables of pure magic. The lyrical rhythm of the Haiku along with key descriptive words, removed from their wrappers, bring out the magic of this natural phenomenon.

    When you look at something like this
    It is just one of those things happening in the sky
    But look more closely and you will find
    That it is different - totally different
    When you look at it
    With the inner eye

    Take care... (Report) Reply

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