in the dream
my home shore eroded
by time's waves ...
what's left of myself
unrecognizable
she says,
the spring morning air
is throbbing
with promise . . .
of what? I murmur
NeverEnding Story, April 4, 2014
Butterfly Dream: Lightning Flash Haiku by David Watts
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*English Original*
lightning flash
my whiskey
rippling
David Watts
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
閃電
我的威士忌酒杯
泛起漣漪
*Chinese Translation (Simplified)...
