(2013)
13 March
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
YOU and are not us.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
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.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
