Some huge sign up high,
trying to catch your small eyes…
Category Archive: Haiku
A narrow close up,
blinded to everything else…
Flowing sea of sand,
a tuft of grass arises…
A late ray of sun,
a tired person sleeping sound…
A good story stays,
and a flapping butterfly…
all of this is written forwards
do with that what you will…
Appreciated,
by birds, flowers, human bees…
Borderline at worst,
but success ridden at best…
Windows closed and locked,
lights dimmed, blankets drawn, held close…
Normally hated,
Hot, bleak, and blinding, burning…
