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Look at those monsters. Here is a favorite of mine. Is this Mid-western summer theatre limited to Wisconsin skies? I don't think so. We've all see these guys. Those fat and puffy cumulous clouds that rise 30,000 and 50,000 feet into the stratosphere. They build all day. They take on the most beautiful gold and rose colors at dusk. They are magnificent. They are the backdrop to countless Maxfield Parish images. They are comforting and ominous at the same time. Bringing rain, sometimes too much, too fast, oppsie. Their passing means the air is less heavy and the ground quite wet. It's late July in Wisconsin and from my upstairs bedroom, I can see them raising havoc over Door County. |
I like creating Haiku-like poems. I've morphed my own form called MiKu. My little poems are not based on the more formal syntax of Haiku which include 17 "on" moras, a "kigo" seasonal word (although many of my MiKu have seasonal reference) and a "kireji" (cutting word). If any cutting words find their way in, it is a happy coinincidence. I create my MiKu from daily experiences. I use a 17 syllable syntax in the form of 5-7-5 verses and the goal of building a picture for the reader. My poems are not intended to be "deep" by any stretch of the imagination. Looking back on some of the things I've written, even these little bits let me re-create those days, thoughts or feelings. This has value to me. That's all the more important it needs to be, plus it's fun. Within the next year, I intend to self-publish a book with all these MiKu. |
