Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Month: January, 2014

1.31.14 dream haiku

After disaster
scavenge goods from abandoned
websites.

1.30.14 dream haiku

What time zone is this
train station, where Mom and Dad
arrive so young?

1.29.14 dream haiku – What the hell?! Wednesday

Cubed, spiced, and ready
to bake, but they failed to peel
off his clothes.

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