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Spring Evenings

A Sunset Fantasy and Moth in Haiku

A. Christine Myers
Mar 13
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Do you ever have the feeling, looking up into a deep sky, that it is rather like looking upward through water?

Blue, Pink, Sunset

Criss-cross through the sky
The clouds lie,
And patterned like scales of fish
They float-swish,
Swish! As sun drops low
The colors glow
As though the waters were high
Above. Fly,
Fly through depths of blue
All of you,
Swim in the last of the sun.
Evening’s begun,
Where pink colors flow
Soft and slow,
And above them the blue,
Tropical hue.
Though last rays are shy,
Clouds and I
Shall float in the sun,
One by one,
Though the tide of our flight
Be toward night.


Spring nights are here now:
one tiny moth whirs over
the new-sprouted weeds.

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