Small and brittle
Flakes of light turn the bare crags
Holy
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This poem was written for Carpe Diem #603, Mount Fuji, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.
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What a great contrast between the delicate / impermanent and the strong / permanent — very nice 🙂
Yes, I wanted that kind of feel – and simple and clear, like mountain air 🙂
“Flakes of light turn the bare crags”… Excellent verse, dear Sue… I am wishing you a great sunday ahead. All the best to you, Aquileana 😀
Thank you! And I hope you’ve had a fine weekend, too? My 10 year-old niece visited today, so we watched Maleficent, ate popcorn and played football – crucially, I won the match 3-2 😀