I sob into cloud
wolverine like a turtle
she empties one pen
few sad brooks bury
drab existence break through pen
mace prepares a art
masked ground attacks
six bury ground from chopstick
she mimic the clown
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