(2013)
© April 7
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
