Golden Sunset

The golden sunset — People race down the highway Missing G-d’s light show


Not a soul in sight — A flash, blinded on my right; Driver unaware!

The Hunter

The witching hour — Wolves encompass to attack, The hunter takes aim.

Fear Rips Through Me

Fear rips through me — Eyes closed accelerating The opossum lives


the thin black line — it holds the light of the moon upon the smooth neck

Blue Light, a Haiku poem - Walk In Verse

Blue Light

the circles blue light — glistens upon her smooth face the necklace shines bright

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