Thursday, 5 February 2009



neodločeni
naj se razkadijo
ali zaprejo
oblaki
ob sončnem zahodu

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

This reminds me of a poem I wrote a long time ago. I posted it on my blog a while back.


Your photographs are always so evocative. There's no mistaking this sky for a winter sky.

gautami tripathy said...

Excellent photo. This took me places, you know. So did the verse..

Janice Thomson said...

Beautiful words and photo. Spring has got to be in there somewhere :)

Devika Jyothi said...

Splendid photo and verse, Polona

Hope its not rain-clouds --so dark, and thick :)

wishes,
devika

John McDonald said...

lovely stuff polona
john

get zapped said...

Gorgeous at the moment...

Lorraine said...

ah the neverending question...I love this, beautiful photo

Margie said...

Beautiful, Polona!

Margie

Art and Poetry said...

Very nice words! and the sun looks so bright between the clouds

trinitystar said...

Perhaps even the mind is likened to the undeciding clouds.
Sometimes the sky clouds the mind.
hugs for you

Photograph very dramatic

Masago said...

That feeling is going around lately... :-)

Anonymous said...

Looks like a gold lining to me --

Emma Dalloway said...

thanks for your comments Polona

poles apart
haiku poets
compare skies

Dalloway

Anonymous said...

It looks like you changed the look of your blog a little?

I like it.

It's fun to change things around every now and then.

polona said...

thanks guys.

well, i needed something less grey and wintry so i shuffled the colours a little :)

Alenka said...

Ampak midve sva bili odloč(e)ni in sva to nebo slikali ob približno istem času, kajne! Res ga je bil en sam sij tam vmes - a minljiv, kot vse. Ni pa bil privid. In še je tu ...

Anonymous said...

I discovered that Google "translates" Slovenian into English.

Here is how Google translated Alenka's comment:

"But we have decided on (e) and we were not that nebo pictures at about the same time, right! Really it was one sij there in between - a volatile, as all. It was not however an illusion. And yet here ..."

Here is how it translated your Haiku:

"tie
to smoke
or close
clouds
at sunset"

I have discovered the key to the Slovenian universe! :-)

neikka said...

Ne ubogajo vedno, ves.
Muhasti skoraj kot clovek.

Lepo.
O, D

jem said...

You captured well that moment of indecision that the sky and weather sometimes has. It can be quite frustrating if we need to know its plans though.