A prompt of endless skies in Carpe Diem gave me a little mystic haiku.

When the Morning Stars Sang Together by William Blake
In endless skies
she hears the only stars
that talks of bliss
—
August 29, 2013
A prompt of endless skies in Carpe Diem gave me a little mystic haiku.

When the Morning Stars Sang Together by William Blake
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Oh! That is mystical. Beautiful haiku!
Ah bliss…. that would be oh, so nice to hear about!
Lovely! I like the way you wove in the stars.
How beautiful and wonderful art!
Stars talking of bliss have lead many a young lady into trouble 😉
Indeed 😉 and look at those guys
It makes me feel romantic…how wonderful!
Beautifully romantic, Bjorn. This side of you is nice.
o blissful stars
now i heed your siren call
don’t lead me astray
Cheers!
JzB
Wonderfully composed haiku Bjorn. Thank you for being part in Carpe Diem.
enjoyed this moment.
As long as she listens, she can hear – stars are there. Wonderful!