Currently mildly obsessed with the beauty to be found
through my car windshield on a rainy day (wipers off, car parked of course)...I
think these lend themselves to Haiga quite well (haiku + image = haiga)...
Dreams of gold often
occur in the coldest dark
Fall comes bitterly.
We crowd together
like sardines with mouths open
Perpetual angst.
This is my city
Pavement splatters with people
When it’s not raining.







