Airborne Thoughts

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Eventide. Sun fell,
from zenith to nadir, but
Sun rises anew.

Posted by Mr. Queasy Filed in Haphazard Haiku, poetry
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7 Responses to “Airborne Thoughts”

  1. mittens Says:
    Saturday, January 19, 2008 at 5:30 pm

    I’d love to, someday
    trail Sun to whither she sleeps
    and sight dawn from there.

  2. Mr. Queasy Says:
    Sunday, January 20, 2008 at 9:07 pm

    While Sun departed,
    I would barely grasp the sight
    of the dusking sky.

  3. mittens Says:
    Sunday, January 20, 2008 at 10:36 pm

    Sun is vacillant,
    dangling in passing twilight
    ere turning away.

  4. Mr. Queasy Says:
    Monday, January 21, 2008 at 4:38 pm

    Only for Sunlight
    does Life await, to wake up
    from a slumbrous night.

  5. mittens Says:
    Tuesday, January 22, 2008 at 5:27 pm

    Bleached white by daybreak,
    a fresh sheet of sky awaits
    watercolor clouds.

  6. gimble Says:
    Wednesday, January 23, 2008 at 10:29 pm

    Dawn, the breath of a
    new day paused when night exhales,
    sunrise dimmed by fog.

  7. Mr. Queasy Says:
    Thursday, January 24, 2008 at 7:30 pm

    Lo, spirits hang low
    ere dissipated by light;
    effulgence blinds them.

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