I can’t find My Home
Just a vague recollection
May I read your wrist?
This Haiku: As A Clam
This Haiku: Lake Of Light
This Haiku: Why Will I Fly
This Haiku: Each Moment
This Haiku: Snowflakes
They are near-silent
As they fall down, or are tossed
In a pile they smirk
This Haiku: Winter Crocus
This Haiku: Then To The Ocean
This Haiku: With A Drawl
A Bouquet Of Flowers
Take me.
Reach.
Grasp.
Take me.
Plunge us through waters where pure hearts know nothing of boundaries.
But if you cannot,
If boundaries do serve,
Please witness my garden gates.







