Basho and Jung

A Haiku a week. Mined from my dreams.

Tag: poetry

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.

7.29.17 dream haiku

Never seen this field
before, yet how
I’ve missed it.

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