Dear heart, dear laughter
dear seven lines of counting
the spirited song.
| Haiku requested slow fingers on the keyboard Nothing in the mind. New voices join our list always here regardless sometimes pissed. Open doors expose hearts pounding in amazement river running wild. Play's the best time spent work and play make merriment lots of room for both. Beautiful baby contains the essentials hope, innocence, joy. Puppy brings bonding, torn clothes, smelly car, no sleep love, affection, joy. Synchronicity: puppy and baby haikus, many babies born. Conference in the wings midwifing in San Francisco A new creation. |
Listening, sort of distracted by anger ah, present again. This morning's dawning arrived on counting fingers: sunlight, haiku, smile. Stark fingers, coral sky Barren trees, teasing--promise the approach of Spring. Daphne, fragrant brew ravishing mesmerizing new season dawning. Haiku abounds the net void of time and space right NOW some glow and some fade. Un-sub-scribe-me-please razor blades against my side bleeding strips of pride. Un-sub-scribe-my-heart snatch away the chance to feel fettered soul cold steel. Un-sub-scribe-these-eyes watching others playing free reaching inside me. |