(2013)
Composed 04 March
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
YOU and are not us.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.