Haiga Archive

never more
id, superego
and ego…
AI joining
the crowd

your love
raising me from
the ashes
and i fear so
a cold hearth again

the great war—
my grandfather’s story
still chills my heart
hungry soldiers in the trench
yet the snow… all that snow

my vision blurred
i need not a doctor for
the eyes
this pain of forgiveness
healing my torn heart

steel lance
a thousand rivets connect
then and now

these smashing winds
let them pound on our
young love
while we are building
our own babel tower

supernova… tiny stars spread on all sides

Hvala, draga ?ur?a!?Zagrljaj…?Toplo, ali vjetrovito.