Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Tag: home

6.9.18 dream haiku

Recalling the lines
of your face, the moment
I find the trail home.

10.15.16 dream haiku

Mom hopes I’ll make it
home for dinner, then hands me
a gun for my duel.

4.10.16 dream haiku

I’m almost home when
toddlers descend and
bury me in snow.

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