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

the way the wind



the way cherry blossoms

let the wind shred petals

… a moment as valued as a shooting star, from which I took my jornal writing this haiku last night

March 30, 2010 - Posted by | haiku, poetry | ,

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