Sunday, May 24, 2015


Words mean what they mean.

Do I really mean that?

Every container nestles that which rests in.

Green cradles these delicated white blooms.

The computer case is a nap-time home for haiku.

Aren't weeds amazing. Aren't cats alluring.

Soil & time.  And, yes, paper.  And pen.

Now, what's for dinner?

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