Haiku Collection 1
Her car sped by mine
My pleasant day fell apart
Tears in her eyes hurt.
Little blonde girl laughs.
Jumps, smiles, eyes wide with wonder
Innocence still found.
Dark sun goes down fast
Warmth never there, fades away
Into the night glow.
Holes punched in the wall,
Door slams, tires screech away.
You never know pain.
I place the bottle.
It spins as her eyes grow wide.
Fortune favors me.
undone in spectacle
she writes
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undone in spectacle
she writes
A Wheel of Time Community
Mind • Body • Life
Dating, Poetry, and More
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
poetry, fiction, and musings
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Design, and Pottery
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
Reviews, raves, and rants. It's all about the books we read
weird alien 👽
Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 