alone
on this rainy night
the muse
is my sounding board
for ideas and gossip
two colored truths
in the predawn sky:
one for the muse
the other for me
and my drunken shadow
clichés open
a prismatic window
on my soul
(another cliché, I know) …
killing time with my muse
NeverEnding Story, November 24, 2014
A Room of My Own: Hum of Summer Clouds Haiku
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rippling sunshine
a hum of summer clouds
in the mountain stream
FYI: It might be interesting to do a comparison reading of my haiku below:
the sky dapple...
