Haiku

Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  mossy sail besleeps 
miraculous wars consume 
  tray solders a brush

  dead bits of critters
savour hot murder's flavour
  holiday cookout

  female like a boy, 
drop of water like my lunch 
  wave reads as a horse

Reload this page for more haiku, or paint the mental picture for thirty (30) minutes.

From here, you could zip over to my main gweep page.

Cheers,
Joe Provo