Thrash-Ra wrote:Chuck!: I'd love to hear what you have to say
rjh: mmmmm...here. I just wrote this one:
chalked orbs of glass in a sea of white paper
i gravitate myself in the direction of earth;
she lifts herself in time to my sorrow and i alone
am aware of her cries--there is an evanescent Pause here,
a beautiful and voluptuous halt to the monotone orbit
chalk, orbs, paper - the pristine beauty of untouched paper
--and then the fire sweeps into existence.
Thrash,
You must be into Haiku; yes or no?
