©27 August 2013
YOU and are not us.
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
