Dust the gold off you fingers, mate.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

More Haikus

Wayne and Martha

It's seldom ever
noticed just how often we
entertain angels

Sneeze

salty and spraying
much like the ocean's breath but
less satisfying


Noel

lights of fruit sparkle
on an evergreen tree that
has baubles on it

Bluster

A gust of wind gulp
it in with deep life giving
breaths of gratefulness

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