Tanka challenge 4./28 & 4/29/12

4/28:

My journey takes me
Eastward through hills blushing green
From late spring rainfall.
Poppies burst like a shower
Of welding sparks on the wind.

(Seriously. I guess they named them the "California Golden Poppy"  because "California Screamin' Orange Poppy" wasn't sufficiently dignified.)

4/29:

A blurry sun coasts
Through a pearlescent sky as
Fog floods through the straits.
The mountains are soft edged and
Merge like watery brush strokes