Haiku VIII
A cup of JOY spills-
drips over the chalice rim
eternal Spring flows
Image of painting Lilla Cabot Perry (1848-1933), "The cup of knowledge, 1905" [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Thursday, March 19, 2015
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Nightfall
Woken from a deep slumber, as if my name was spoken aloud. Only the spotlight of a honeyed full moon sings across my shadowed walls. Heart...
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Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow... -
Natures touch is both gentle and fierce. Homo sapiens trample on her back. The thick skin impossible to pierce. So...