jornales

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

day after Christmas/on frosted peaks

1.
day after Christmas–
crows waddling to bus stop
no one awaits

2.
on frosted peaks
somehow
a glow in the winter sky

December 30, 2010 Posted by | haiku, poetry, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment