The Sun

The sun turns her face
behind grey clouds and weeps
to see the daffodils fade away.

White cherry blossom pom-poms
waving in the breeze call
her back to smile again.


Blow Wind, Blow

Blow wind, blow,
blow the clouds along,
sweep away the rain showers,
bring sunshine and birdsong.


race each other,
jostling for position, destination


Today is cooler than expected.
I go out without a coat,
tell myself;
walk briskly, stay in the sun.
Clouds float by, teasing –
oh no you won’t!


Fluffy clouds scud across the sky
like a scattered flock of sheep.
Soon more sheep gather growing fast,
until you cannot tell one sheep from another,
from horizon to horizon they cover
in one vast fluffy flock,


but clouds come
drifting slowly by,
shadows fall, stretching and shrinking
like unworldly living creatures flexing their muscles.

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This is my first attempt at writing a Fibo-Ku, a form based on the mathematical Fibonacci Sequence. Each line contains the number of syllables indicated by the sequence number – i.e. 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13. You will find a more complete explanation, with better examples at ‘Bastet and Sekhmet’s Library’ blog here, which is where I first came across the form.

Rearguard Action

Winter fights a rearguard action,
driving back the warmth of Spring.
Cool air casts a cloud-filled shadow,
but hope is in the song birds sing.

Clouds Roll

Waves of dark clouds roll
over from the west; cannot
swamp the morning sun.

From Above

This Elfje is the first of the ‘stones’ written whilst I was away. It will also appear today at Simply Elfje:

to Spain,
from above clouds
look just like arctic


Peach coloured dawn,
clouds rush by dragging
a heavy grey blanket.
Barometer plummets.

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