Poet. Overwhelmed teacher. Practical mystic. Living and learning with ADHD.
The creek is high.
I know, We need rain For the crops And the lawns.
FollowingBehind,We stepped in yourImpressions,LearnedWhat to doAnd not,But forgotTo look upAnd now we’re aloneAnd lost…
A collection of Haikus
I saw you eatingAn apple, driving, juicesDripping down your chin.
I went to gather words from The forest floor,And at the park,And at the store.