jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

dew on pine tips

dew on pine tips

splinters

in my eye

A jornal that came at dusk just in time to wrap up my day.

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February 10, 2010 - Posted by | haiku, poetry |

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