Haiga Archive

cakeshop accident—
and rising from the yeast
the baker’s son

weather change
in a forgotten haven
as quiet as yesterday

morning mourning
the light
not so light

striking a chord
with the concert pianist…
tempo allegro

family
we are bound to each other
by welds of steel
there is no separating one
without the whole losing strength

sunny morn
my hands tremble
with the winter chill

how softly
his wizened cheeks
wear tears