Note: I read on the link provided that micro-haibuns limit the prose section to 20-180 words. I wrote what I thought was enough for the poem and it’s exactly 20, so I guess it’s enough! And forgive the formatting, I think it looks better this…

  The prayers are sound, everyone whispers the word of god. Whispers fade short stares take the place, Gasping for air, no one dares to take her breath Silence is sound and all around eyes witnessed Eyes glistened, Still. Daughters and daughters and daughters with…

I was once in a coma for about 2 years. I had many dreams during this time, but the one I remember most clearly went something like this: I was walking down the street, and a box was blocking my path. It was no bigger…

To feel the falling rain, slender chain of silver and you, my own love.

Oh! Love of mine. pour on some more dreams in my cup and let me drink on tonight. But if our togetherness turns out a reality, Wake me up and hold me tight. Pour some happiness into my glass and fill it to the brim….

Trailing stars, shower me in your celestial dust. Let me shimmer with pulsing light from galaxies afar. Moon, kiss my skin alabaster white. Divine set me free from gravity, let me fly into the depths of creation. I will search orbs of light, orbs of…

Daughter beautiful, talented laughing, loving, crying; enjoys being with friends Hija

Finally. Here’s to our stars, To our tragic love and To our invisible scars To our unseen galaxy and To what we’ll never be. To our way to the moon and To what will happen soon. Finally. Finally. I have finally let go.

Folks used to use the typewriter Fine technology that was Now when my fingers type I can’t feel them pressing down Where’s the clickety-clack? Television I can take or leave Commercials are so boring I’d rather sleep, or read a book. This all can be…

When on a cliff edge, better with a stranger than a dishonest friend.