slow and silently
gliding across the blue sky
piles of white cotton

a golden ribbon
snakes along the edge of white
a silver lining

crunch crunch is the sound
that echoes in the silence
walking in the snow

the haiku fairy
will visit Leah tonight
insp'ration galore

glistening bodies
of gray and white playfully
show us dolphin glee

the ocean thirsts for
uses its wet tongue to
lap at the seashore

above the rushing
pounding crashing waters is
peaceful rising mist

willingly water
flows toward the nearing edge
reckless abandon

ocean breeze whispers
softly through my hair quiet
secrets of the deep

rolling cresting now
the waves reach for sandy feet
but come up just short

loud as a water-
fall in his mind was the tear
that rolled from her eye

There huddles in the rain
a house,
hiding beneath her roof.
Window waterfalls flow in silence.

Love is a joy.
Love is a sorrow.
Love is waiting
for the chance of tomorrow.
Love sometimes hurts.

Love is a smile.
Love is a tear.
Love is the one
you think is so dear.
Love sometimes hurts.

Love's from the soul.
Love's from the heart.
Love at its best
can tear you apart.
Love sometimes hurts.

I lost my friend,
And then
I found them
later.
But they weren't
my friend.

Plit!

A
bulbous
globe of shifting
glass plunges, warping
the world on the other
side — forgotten amidst
the rush of millions
just like it