cloud eats like my lunch
ten keel-haul bead from petal
rancid as my tea
If syllables count,
shouldn't we really be writing
in Japanese?
red like a turkey,
which is the water nature?
she fasten the brush
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