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

mirror/tangled vines/dawn (16th,17th,18th NaHaiWriMo)

she sees her flaws
in his eyes

tangled vines in the snow–
our thoughts sometimes

ripples on the water
as we speak

February 18, 2011 - Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , ,


  1. aloha alee9 – #16 is really sending me through scrambled layers of meaning. i like it a lot. wow.

    Comment by Rick Daddario | February 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks, Wrick! I’m glad you find in it more than the ‘obvious spirit’ I wrote it with–like you know, the vain concerns of yes, both men and women. But through your eyes, it does indeed bring on meanings beneath or beyond the skin.

      Love it!

      Comment by alee9 | February 22, 2011 | Reply

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