haiku
November 10, 2010
the leaves’ shadows
shift across the red brick wall–
an unseasonal warmth.
the sieve and the sand
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
the leaves’ shadows
shift across the red brick wall–
an unseasonal warmth.
beighartman
captainwinklestein
Julio Chapluzki
freakynewchild
ladydarnell
philip santos
rcribay
Roger Mugs
saxsquatch
David X. Hugo
tynedaile