(2013)
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
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.
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
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.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
