Pastel skies


From my balcony on Magnetic Island, I could see the harbour and hear the ferries come in. During the day it was usually hot (with no air conditioning), but in the afternoon it was magic. In this Haiku series, I describe one particular evening, when we had friends over and ate dinner outside. We watched a purple sky and enjoyed the stillness before we embarked on an epic night snorkel.

The arrow points up

From yellow to purple grey

A pastel painting

The wind plays the palms

Like a shadow piano

Strings moving in tone

A sunbird nest hangs

From a low lying tree top

Where bats land to rest

Warm noodles outside

Smoke surrounding the chatter

Brewing sunken life

Tiani Dun
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