a journey of awareness
With H. K. at HunanSome feel intenselyStalking eyes through writhing fog.October’s owls growl.Some know light sweeps throughAll the cracks to bathe worthyFeet of refugees.Light made visibleTakes a prophet’s form beforeIt evaporates.Have I revealed tooMuch? A turtle’s arabesqueIs my comfort shawl. [Disposable Haiku October 11, 2015]Dr. Mike
With H. K. at Hunan
ReplyDeleteSome feel intensely
Stalking eyes through writhing fog.
October’s owls growl.
Some know light sweeps through
All the cracks to bathe worthy
Feet of refugees.
Light made visible
Takes a prophet’s form before
It evaporates.
Have I revealed too
Much? A turtle’s arabesque
Is my comfort shawl.
[Disposable Haiku October 11, 2015]
Dr. Mike