Tag Archives: haiku
Fingers
Cover hog
Cozy warm
Morning
Gray
Gray, inside and out. Gray, the color of sorrow. Gray, without a doubt. ~ I wrote this as a response to one of Michael’s poems. Butt can’t remember which one.   https://sceadugenga.com/2025/02/12/one-rune-12feb25/
Redefine
Peel, back each layer. Last – prettier than the first. Beauty redefined.