Driver’s Haiku Fog wall rises, clear, reflected in the mirror, this wet, grey, fall morn. Looking back, mistakes’ reasons emerge and take shape. Peace from grace is born. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related Published by Shona Engineering consultant by day, science fiction writer in off hours. View all posts by Shona
Haiku forces me to practice conservation of words with clarity of thought. I admire the effort with two verses of haiku, and especially like the 2nd verse! Reply
Haiku forces me to practice conservation of words with clarity of thought. I admire the effort with two verses of haiku, and especially like the 2nd verse!
Love it. I see the day in my mind. I see the mind thereafter.