Sidewalk Chalk Pastel with Haiku

Over at Miriam’s Well, an invitation to a haiku. And why not? As it happened, I was working on a post of pics that lacked captions, not that they needed any, but a bit of word garnish on a gallery augments the gadzooks. The haiku, posted on Miriam’s site, came in walking stride:

a            long            old            side            walk

a            child’s            pastel            chalk            drawing

blue             orange            bird             feathers

The artist’s hand.

Shaping the chalk.

Chalk box.

Large green chalk.

Diagonal green.

Green feather.

Scooping mounds of chalk dust.

Feathers of color.

Little mounds of chalk dust give the feathers a personality.

What now?

Foreshadows.

A floating foot bridge of feathers.

Blending the feathers.

Swish, swash, swoosh.

Pastel chalk angel.

End of Sidewalk Chalk Performance.

Oh blue bird’s posit
bald caw clears scald orange glory
down green wave evening.

Oh quick bird’s message
clear and cold sweet morning wake
again post evening.

Oh to be a bird
who sings each morning sunup
and feathers sundown.

Oh drifted droop bird
lands on hand chalk covered walk
feather dust bath wash.

Oh rabbit molt moon
rises on sun’s dwilting back
enough for one day.

Oh quiet streetlamp moon
paper birds rise up to you
words fall to sidewalk.

Oh artist angel
dance brushes painterly dust
sidewalk chalk drawing.

And don’t forget to check out Miriam’s Well.