622 – Enemy
The man was nothing but a blur among the shadows of the garden.
• • •
621 – Kabuki
Delicate wings
Of silk kimonos,
Flutter
In the autumn breeze.
• • •
620 – Kodachrome
Small time capsule,
Held between my fingers.
• • •
618 – Zen Track
Silent rhythmic mantra
In the morning light.
• • •
616 – Simple pleasures
A cup of fragrant tea on a cold winter night.
• • •
612 – Void
The algorithm yawns…
• • •
583 – Snow
White clouds,
White mountains,
White bones.
• • •
582 – Patterns
It doesn’t work like that.
• • •
580 – Frail
A frail painted cup
Waiting on the table.
• • •
565 – Winter koan
In the middle
Of our supreme
Chaos.
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