• Published 13th Nov 2013
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Ponyville & Other Poems - AugieDog



A collection of poems by and about the various inhabitants of Ponyville

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3 - Seventeen Clouds (English haiku)

1
Air is never thin,
And empty doesn't exist.
The sky's full of clouds.

2
The line dividing
Clear below from blue above
Holds the unseen clouds.

3
The wind never stops.
It's always blowing somewhere,
Tickling sleeping clouds.

4
The only stillness
Is flying fast as the wind:
Reach, and touch the clouds.

5
Dampness from the dry,
The air becoming liquid,
Gathering the clouds.

6
My beckoning hoof
Calls them into existence,
Tells them that they're clouds.

7
My hovering wings
Stir the thickness of the air,
Stir potential clouds.

8
The scent of water,
Sharp and flowing, free and clear,
Wants to turn to clouds.

9
How can I deny
This perfect convocation?
Come! Dance with me, clouds!

10
Spin, you air above,
You blue and crystalline depths,
The canvas for clouds!

11
Shift, you air below,
Warm as the earth and sluggish,
The meat of all clouds!

12
Bow to each other,
Reach across the tropopause!
Mix and become clouds!

13
Cold, boiling vapor,
Warming quick and mounting fast,
Waking into clouds!

14
Rollicking, alive,
Wanting to burst out from me,
Spreading wondrous clouds!

15
Pull their air in tight:
Got to keep them tame and sweet.
Cyclones? No! Just clouds!

16
Swirling around them,
Stretching like a second skin:
These are mine! My clouds!

17
Spread across the skies
Mountainous, fluffy, white, gray:
Clouds! Such awesome clouds!

Author's Note:

English haiku, as the Wikipedia page points out, work under slightly different rules from the original Japanese form. Still, seveteen of 'em together makes a haiku of haiku, doesn't it?

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