Haiku

Meditate upon the meaning of this...

  hidden like my rice 
particles instruct mountains 
  loud, the crow beats air. 


  brush drinks like my lunch 
as a horse, he cares from snow 
  club cries as my dirt 


  sly bunny eats work 
plate of tea like an insect 
  ground ingests a pin 



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