Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.
Posts Tagged ‘clouds’
Returning To Seattle: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
December 10, 2014Rose-Colored Glasses Clouds: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
February 5, 2014Always Writing Correct Form Haiku: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
December 5, 2012She asked if I could.
Like sun comes up behind clouds,
I’ll not always show.
Missing The Sunbeam: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
June 28, 2011He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.