Haiku

Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  to teach as my bread 
computer as a deer tick, 
  humour seeks in me

  ineffable wave 
miraculous skies create 
  teapot runs; a cloud

  we hang onto snow 
wildebeest follows chopstick 
  cold like a roommate.

Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture for thirty (30) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo