a few haiku

Month: July, 2012

a tower of books topples spring breeze

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hoping to one day use the word jacaranda

opening ceremony of insomnia half moon

counting the hairs of my body the poem of thunder

misty morning I redraw the world with one black pen

slowly fading the snow capped ridge of my scar

Frogpond 35:2

ducks

come to my empty hands

winter

floating down the river you have to start somewhere

so many masks in a day between animal clouds

green apples words of power for the old computer