ㅁ i have left this world a place between real, not-real orbis tertius
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Those hypnagogic moments when the brain zaps flourish: not quite "zen"... I jolt awake, as if the gods had poked at me with cattle prods.
– a quatrain in iambic tetrameter.
ㅁ some birds swirled nearby tracing out their social plans feeling spring's approach
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ And then, the sun came. It was a bright, springlike day. I prayed for more rain.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ The visitors sighed. "We can't help you with this stuff - it's your own big mess."
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ A spaceship landed. A small green creature emerged. "Dang, what's with this place?"
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ still, patches of snow lie there, still, spoiled by gravel rain keeps the trees still
– a pseudo-haiku.