spilled milk
the microorganism
is me
Be my friend, hold me, wrap me up, enfold me,
I am small and needy. I think about outer space a lot but it always reflects me right back to earth and what the meaning of life is..
raindrop cantata
countertenor cicada
white noise september
I wrote this on a very rainy day in the actual month. It was really pouring, I opened the window and got lost in the sounds and feeling and mist of the rain. I think I sat there for the whole season. This still takes me there with a fuzzy focus.
mining bees bargain
among the chrysanthemums
september salesmen
The lavender bush on the corner was FULL of bees, I was worried at first but stopped and watched them for a minute as the light changed. On a walk. No one ever does that unless they have to around here but I don't find it so bad and keeps me feeling alive. Saying this poem out loud really adds to it.
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Senryu September Collection
PoetryHaiku and Senryu featuring September Kigo and inspiration. All of these works were written during different September's in my life over many years. Thank you for reading, please comment any thoughts.
