jornales

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

My offering for International Haiku Poetry Day 2015 today

    mornings

             in the language of camellias…

                                     moonrise too soon

 

my flight

prompted by a unicorn–

blue mountains

 

                                                                peel by peel

                                                          the moon in my palm

                                                                    a heart

 

 

serenade

with a sleight of his hand

a lilac sky

 

unveiled

a cascade of apple blossoms

in the widow’s breast

 

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April 17, 2015 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment