03 March
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
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.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet