Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

9.20.20 dream haiku

She plots
where to go on his
map tattoo.

9.12.20 dream haiku

Home again
Mom and Dad’s creek flowing
away from me.

9.6.20 dream haiku

All day he travels
by way of the sun; all night
by way of her.

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