(2013)
Composed 2 February
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
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
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
YOU and are not us.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
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.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.