Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Month: July, 2014

7.31.14 dream haiku

One thing in common –
their recurrent dreams
of her.

7.30.14 dream haiku – What the hell?! Wednesday

He arrives, but talks
about work until he steps
into the sea.

7.29.14 dream haiku

“I didn’t mean to,”
he says, continuing to
pour mud on my meal.

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