haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5)
Saturday, July 11, 2020
Dry and parched
Opportunity to slow down & wait to see the next great living, start. A bud, a new shoot, a baby quail, a lizard. Perhaps, even a sunflower seed (although they are never singular). This litany is long & wide -- thank goodness. Let's celebrate anything and everything in the farmers market.
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ReplyDeleteshe goes back through
things
lines fall out like flowers
Time seems to stretch
and rush through
itself
their vagabond hearts
all delirious
with hope