Haiku: Tear

The grave of a cat
A bud amidst the withered
A drop like a tear

Haiku: Sing

Raking gravel
the tool falls apart –
a blackbird sings

Nebulous weather,
a thick cloud following me;
I sit down and wait

Space in which to breathe,
a white light undivided;
here is your dinner

birds against the sky
migrators through empty space
We all cry ‘mother’

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