jornales

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

branches/upwind

1.

chestnut branches

in the breeze sway together–

without touching

2.

upwind

on the red maple tree

oh, such heaving

May 8, 2010 - Posted by | haiku, poetry | , ,

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