it’s the smoke
from many a burning heart
blurring the azure sky
it’s the smoke
from many a burning heart
blurring the azure sky
autumn night
the moon disappears
sorcerer’s magic?
something about haiku
…you want to write one
every single day
wintry winds
a dog sleeps
in a spot of sun
school bus driver
listening to old songs
children…a bored lot
diligently applying
new hand cream…hoping
it works wonders
autumn morning chill
cuddled up in my quilt
thinking of you
the sun so bright
the stars,the moon,the sky
ah… beautiful constants
sheep graze,children play
in those faraway mountains
a peaceful world exists
just a few words
of care and love are enough
to bring on a smile