(2013)
Composed 08 Mar
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
