Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Tag: poem

4.20.19 dream haiku

Up again, trying
to turn off that light
in my attic.

4.14.19 dream haiku

As soon as I
kiss her back
she stops.

4.7.19 dream haiku

Our night lights up,
did she slip fireworks
into our meal?

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