a few haiku

Month: July, 2012

a tower of books topples spring breeze


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


come to my empty hands


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