I call onto bowl
bad plates of air sing by vole
sail sings as my tea.
I sing beyond life
Is Bhudda nature in girl?
inkwell sees; one wok
backyard is a swamp
rust permeates our basement
wish i had a ditch
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