a particular place
three word wednesday, fickle sparkle wrinkle
swift the sound runs
along the wrinkle of wind
woven wild, the quiet canyon
intangible, the quick empty grasp
blue the river sparkle
fickle the smiling sun
alone together telling stories
Posted at 3:52 pm on June 30, 2009 | 2 comments | Filed Under: 3WW | Tagged: Poetry, three word wednesday, travel | read on
perch
one single impression, no 70: blue rain
almost running swift
caught between a dry and wet
thick curtains dripping
dusty from a dream
awakened tranquility
stone yields to water
flowing fast downstream
gathered in a sudden storm
one drop wanders loose
unraveled alive
abide along the steep bank
captured inbetween
Posted at 3:16 pm on June 30, 2009 | 6 comments | Filed Under: Haiku, OneSingleImpression | Tagged: Haiku, one single impression, Poetry, rain, river, water | read on
