8 Aug 2013
(2013)
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
