cold rain approaches
trays of bread impair houses
they help the future
the smoke seeps through hut
bicycle like a rabbit,
monk empties one skunk
smoky like my air,
plate of coffee like a horse
they deem a haiku
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