Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Month: May, 2016

5.29.16 dream haiku

Mom drives me to school
even for the class
reunion.

5.22.16 dream haiku

We wear nothing
but morning dew
and your make-up.

5.15.16 dream haiku

All this poetry
swirling inside comes out as
You You You You You.

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