Black clouds of smoke rise
Escaping out of steel pipes;
Seek the blue of sky…
lovely picture in this haiku....'seeking the blue sky' would have also given the 5 syllable to the last line....'seek the blue in sky' gives a color to it...the black seek to become blue...very nice haiku...10
So graphic, so worrisome - black smoke seeking blue skies, is like evil streaming to drown good. Let's have our blue skies blue. we must fight climate change. Excellent haiku!
Nature has set an escape point for every molecule Surge to be one with the saviour Gracious smooth blue... Accommodates... earthly hues. Good one. Enjoyed this read.
the expression 'seeking blue' is very meaningful...spreads beyond the haiku limit...10
yes mamta, i have felt the same, number of times, while watching the smoke rising from a burning pyre.....rising high; to merge in infinite n deep blue sky, and then to transcend higher, away from gravitational pull; i dont know where to....? ? ?
THEN WHAT? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ......................... ...................... ................. .............. WATER
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love your title. It is so evocative. This poem could have been painted in Appalachia. It has such a universal mood. Warm greetings from my world to yours. Love, Sandra