Tag Archives: Work
Firsthand: The Haiku
I have discovered
The poet is pathetic
The dreamer has lost
Stainless: A Haiku
Absorb the mistakes
Of these clumsy, working hands
Beautiful weekend
Lightworker
Sunrise will rise
Upon my yellow
Reminding my eyes
Sunset must set
Must
Upon my yellow
Fire Works
Space
So many sitting side by side
It feels old
Go over there
Far
We will steal chances
To see the whole of the other
From time to time weave to and fro’
And I will watch
The work of you
The seeds that sow from you
Say that to me