Cloud Haibun
Kristen Lenea Ryberg
Rolling shore
grey ripple contour
surrounded in soft
substrate of fluff
white, as new blue
light split through.
Follow your favorite as it morphs from giant trout to unearthered arrow in a slow cadenced race floating lazily east, to meet and rest in a Sunday Park of sky. The clouds talk of their withheld tears and indecision--when to cry the healing water? A conference date is set. It will be a worldwide gathering of all the makers and bearers, beginnning with the most high and removed:
Cirrocumulus, Cirrus, and Cirrostratus.
The mid-level workers Altocumulus and Altostratus
and the lowest, sweat-stained workers, heavy-lifters
Stratus, Cumulus and street-smart Stratocumulus
All one family—intermingled vowels—spread through atmosphere
no longer in best interest to remain detached
somehow they must
agree on a plan together.
CONFERENCE:
WHEN TO BECOME LIGHT AGAIN - GIVE TO GROUND OF THIRST
Workshops
How to regulate dispersement under extreme heat.
Convergent outcomes- Streams of air flow from different directions are forced to rise where they meet. (guest mediator to facilitate small group discussion)
Releasing pressure- How to recognize and process stress due to increasing
responsibilites in a turbulent sky.
Suprise Speaker: Sit back & cool off. Learn to SkyWrite in times of
disaster using simple universal sign language.
Beautiful and so creative! You transported me to the Renaissance - watching, feeling and breathing it all in. I think I recognize that stunning sky in your photo.
WOW I Love it, especially hearing you read it.