Today’s haiku was inspired by an absolutely beautiful sunset I enjoyed last week. The sky was slightly overcast and the layers of clouds were all different colors … light purple blue, brilliant pink orange and even a scattering of white. Stunning.
Periwinkle sky
Tangerine clouds float by
Across my mind’s eye
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
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