I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.

got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!

end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book

haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories

Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.

The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?

Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.

dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.

Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.

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.

Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.