autumn the crow insists on being a senryu today
Tag: senryu
morning panel the kind word drowns in noise
night rain none can deny our personal paradise
contained within the soul- fire, lightning
dusk meditation sound of rain enters the abyss
slide shadow little one and i draw battle plans
the grey descends upon the autumn warmth
tiny body swirls the curtain into laughter
little one asleep autumn winds rock the cradle
dream state the body sinks into bedsheets
