man paints; steeping tea
existence like a dragon,
key keel-hauls the well
wooden as my lunch
wine bottle imparts humour
she breaks as my beer
tired like my beer
ephemeral drops of rain
shovel runs; a pipe
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