got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!

Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.

winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction

dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.

I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.

Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.

Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.

lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves

The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?

haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories

Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.

gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain

Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.

I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.