rain AND sun
even the sensei's brush hesitates
above the ink-wet parchment
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"Slipping thoughts between moments" ~ haiku, micropoetry, 'dreampoems', and other minutiae
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- rain AND sun even the sensei's brush hesitates abo...
- rain-timpani ended sun bursts into solo dripping l...
- raven trickster
- coyote trickster
- full moon finds me through my skylight please, do ...
- Swiftly pulling out his emotional compass, he reco...
- geese land the green field rests until tomorrow (...
- raindrop meditation
- wisps of blue drift across my skylight amidst the ...
- sunshine fills the room with the sound of no birds...
- sad puddles last night's frolicking rain what happ...
- thirteen haiku written thirteen blackbirds flying ...
- the pond full the rain stops any questions?
- rainsong stops only fragrances still fall and bird...
- rain jackhammers on the pavement piledrives in the...
- tent flaps wandering in the wind even a gypsy must...
- thirteen haiku written thirteen blackbirds fly bot...
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- "entropy, a parameter of decay" pshaw! we spit in ...
- North South East West time for a new direction the...
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- gusting wind black birds scatter leafless tree (...
- Let's get Boolean ~ or not.
- compass on the table untouched the arrow shifts do...
- No matter how much I shake the compass, it seems t...
- the clock moves forward all hands pointing at my d...
- I move the compass again, searching for the right ...
- this turn of phrase I can't resist my haiku pounce...
- the cat and the moth
- toyon tree
- minimal haiku
- raindrops knock windows open come in!
- raindrops whimpering on the skylights I knock wist...
- Can't figure this compass out, heading just keeps ...
- woke up searching for a fog poem oh, outside my wi...
- first light ~ it's hard to be prepared for a day y...
- wrapped around itself curling in the whirling snow...
- where is my touchstone she thought inquisitively s...
- leaves falling on rain now returning to their tree...
- Elegant longing song, played on a fiddle, taking u...
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