Haiku

Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  If syllables count,
shouldn't we really be writing
  in Japanese?

  they step into bead 
like a bunny, it floats crisp 
  they stand a chopstick 


  reliable earth 
trays of lunch comfort gases 
  pen instructs a fear 



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