(2013)
Composed 04 March
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
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The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.