Tag Archives: Haiku
This blue window opens, flutters an invite: Wind wanders through here
Curiosity is better than knowing things: Touch this. Touch that: Touch.
Me and…and this guy Mountains, always, between us He gave up I left
It’s morning, nothing… the light shows up, perfect, low I open. to you
In my dream dogs run, Grass bends; I hear them gallop. A river turns north.