Japanese sytle poems focusing on tankas and haikus.
Fear rips through me — Eyes closed accelerating The opossum lives
Two sides of a coin, Heads you win and tails I lose. Yet, it’s the same coin you choose. Two …
He roams the landscape Searching for his next victim The mosquito strikes.
buzzing all around — she dances on the flowers gathering pollen
yellow mixed with black — travels at the speed of light the bee carries on
she shines like the sun glowing during the sunrise, awoken to a new day the light never fails as she …
the thin black line — it holds the light of the moon upon the smooth neck
Communism does move Through the umbilical cord — A phenomenon — The soviet womb expands Giving birth in Western land.
The United States And her American dream, A public smoke screen: With her liberty to lie, It’s bondage until you …
A bed of roses The bee dances upon her Giving life to all
victorian blue – embraces the suns brilliance upon a spring day
the monotone rock glistens as the morning sky from the gems she holds