1679

 

 

sudden storm
I wonder if the brussels sprouts
are fresh

 

 

fresh

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1678

 

 

today
settles into dusk —
a ghost of wings

 

 

spirit

1677

 

 

if I open all the windows lilac

 

 

bouquet

1676

 

 

rain —
I drop a flowering peacock
mug

 

 

ceramic

1675

 

 

the dog sighs —
I search online for
lemongrass tea

 

 

tea

1674

 

 

evening news —
I put the dogs
out in the rain

 

 

evening — I’m prompting the whole month of March for NaHaiWriMo. Join us!

1673

 

 

vulture-tilting winds–
there’s nothing I could say
that you can hear

 

 

distant — join us in NaHaiWriMo, on Facebook. I’m prompting all March long!

1672

 

 

cherry blossom —
I climb the mountain but you’ve
already gone

 

 

mountain — join us all month long in NaHaiWriMo, on Facebook, for my prompts.

1671

 

 

this grey day somewhere the sun shines

 

 

shines — join us in NaHaiWriMo (on Facebook) for my prompts, all month long!

1670

 

 

again, rain —
my hands filled with
broken glass

 

 

broken — join us in NaHaiWriMo on Facebook; I’m prompting this March!