Gray clouds dominate
Moisture flows downwards slowly
Subduing our mood
poetry, prose, and photography
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.
Spam is showing me
Feeling intense loneliness
Easy to deceive
Fears grapple with me
Anxiety is brutal
Logic corrupted
Oh, what is the goal?
And what are my objectives?
Sunlight grows brighter