Thursday, March 14, 2013

Island


My life is
a new land
every morning.

An island, lush,
fragrant, seductive.

But how much more
there is beneath the waves.

1 comment:

  1. Mixed “Found” Metaphor

    Trail mix, shaken, treats
    “Halibut and hickory
    Trees” the very same.

    [Disposable Haiku March 14, 2013]
    Dr. Mike

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