Watch Your Step
Poem Wandering in the morning light Change is happening left and right Will change take me by surprise? Or will it pass me by? Sweep me away But don’t kill my history Give me...
Tagged: poem 92
Gray on Gray
Haibun Calcified gray dust rests on the screen of the bathroom window. Staining the sight of turned, sagging leaves under a gray sky. Leaves that wait for the next deluge or tempest. third day...
