Weather – Page 6 – Sarah Potter Writes

Winter haiku #2

False security.
Southern sky glows, clouds unfurl —
rainbow to the north.

October, midday.
Sun fights for supremacy;
mist remains stubborn.

Mist in the treetops…

The clouds have come visiting;

the sun stays at home.

Mist turned to drizzle…

The sky eats the horizon

and spits at the earth.

Mist dissipating…

Birds snatch disappearing worms

and swoop to the sun.