Mountain Clouds Haikus

Hike into the clouds

There is rock fog way up there

And nothing beneath. 

Climb up the cloud steps

The angels keep them steady

And laugh at your butt. 

Rocks whistle in light

When the sun sweeps off the fog

And reveals His tomb. 

Love is a mountain

There still when the clouds all rise

A slope for your knees. 

Be lost in the clouds

You will be found somewhere there

And guided back home. 

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

5 thoughts on “Mountain Clouds Haikus

    1. An oxymoron. This suggests the dreamlike quality of this haiku, which is also implied by “hiking into the clouds.” The third line in this haiku – “and nothing beneath” – suggests that in this dreamlike reality everything is elevated. Even the rocks up here are not grounded but, like the fog, up in the air and closer to God, or the sun, or the dream, or whatever constitutes the high point of this reality.

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