Open Night

A random night in town.

English rain

Sounding rain pounding lashing

What Is True

If you could see into my mind If you could read my thoughts Would you still hang around? If you knew what I wanted If you knew what I felt Would you say it's ok? Are my feelings too strong
Cherry

Father Sun, Daughter Moon

This short story was written as an exercise using the elements of earth, air, fire and water, but it turned out to be a little gem.

"statues crumble for him"

2 string haiku with tanka

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