3 Haiku Poems
green eyes kitten strums his tail with ease to fugues of Bach this white hour between deep night and soft dawn… even the wren stares mouth of the moon clouds cross forming an airy handkerchief
green eyes kitten strums his tail with ease to fugues of Bach this white hour between deep night and soft dawn… even the wren stares mouth of the moon clouds cross forming an airy handkerchief