flashing red spires lift high into the skies — pond ripples
Tag: modern life
Haiku #226
wisdom calls her sons
her voice rings out in all lands
finding none, she leaves
Haiku #115
the lonely graveyard
where countless souls wait in a box
interstate traffic
Haiku #43
this gray ruined world
skeletons of stone abound
moss growing slowly
Haiku #41
each week we gather
swallows from distant housetops
alike in yearning