Haiga Archive

stories
ochre cave wall drawings
Tic Tok

eagle eyes
foveas for near and far
my bifocals

stressed
made the day go backwards
with desserts

tsunamis
everywhere earthquakes
along
fault lines of inequity
as pressure builds—and builds

like a top
Earth’s polar axis precesses
feeling lost
following my compass
North keeps shifting

morning’s glory
sapphire blossoms
my daughter’s eyes
from the first smile
still sparkling

spring
the sun’s energy
awakens
the garden’s
living music