Haiga Archive

I have told myself
give up the elusive dreams
what are they good for
It’s only in sleep that comes
the one whose songs I create

welcoming today
the past
just another painting

chalk sunflowers
on concrete
the birds peck and peck

CRACK!
lily pads
splitting
in the sun

soul trails
the return of colour
spring sunshine

dumpster diving in the living room
after the hoarder dies

autumnal equinox
all the trees refold
imagining his grave