Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.
Tag Archives: clouds
Rose-Colored Glasses Clouds: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When you finally/
gaze at clouds through rose-colored/
glasses, they look cool.
Sunrise And Clouds: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
When you want to watch/
and embrace the sunrise, you/
may greet clouds instead.
Missing The Sunbeam: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.