This Poet's Dream

These are the fluid lines that spill forth…

Month: March, 2013

Calliope’s Haiku

Calli’s walk down town
going on a winter walk
how much fun it is

(by My Daughter, age 7)


Haiku #30

Tiny fingers mold
Soft dough into perfect discs
Chocolate chip for Spring

Local Space

Somehow I am alone among a sea of familiar faces
Among present
Inking the past again

Haiku #29

Bali Hai sunrise
Sweet clove upon craving lips
Damn it’s hard to stop