Yesterday I was in Lorimer Park, where I often walk or run. It was a cool misty morning. I took this picture of the view from one of the trails. I had chosen this route particularly so that I could set out one of my clay figurines (if you’re interested in that topic, here’s the post I did about it).
But the feeling of the place has stayed in my mind and it prompted these haikus.
Haiku Group Farm Field
Grasp hold of the wind
and run between the rain drops
as the path opens
The cows move as ghosts
through the fog, pass and vanish
in the opaque field
The crest of the hill
Stop to look stay still take in
the unending sky