(2014)
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
