Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Tag: poem

8.20.17 dream haiku

Keep counting aloud
and don’t stop until
you’re dead.

8.12.17 dream haiku

Abandoned house –
visiting wind knocks but
the dust never stirs.

8.5.17 dream haiku

Deletes my photo
of the
extinct animal.

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