A Series of Haiku – Being

once inside a dream a door shut without a scream then I was a meme   I stood alone then wondering wishing we when skies clearly defend   should my vision die would could I forever cry life is not a lie   today I found a dream it would then always seem life isContinue reading “A Series of Haiku – Being”

Wondering Where

She does come to mind on a beautiful afternoon, there is some memory of passion under the moon.   When in the break of day, I will always remember in a fond manner, those melodies so much sweeter.   Notion of love understood beyond complication will always favor in wonder of our imagination.   SometimesContinue reading “Wondering Where”