(2013)
© April 7
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
YOU and are not us.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
