jornales

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

full moon/this full moon

full moon
he smoothens a wrinkle
on her hand

this full moon
swathing New York tonight–
is it love?

(the first is a NaHaiWriMo post for the prompt ‘love’ and ‘moon viewing’)

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September 12, 2011 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment