Haiku #39 by Billy ReedJan 11, 2019Haiku & Short Poems0 comments Hidden in the trees her eyes seldom ceased their gaze into the embers
On Awakening A brown rose pulled in gleaning; Food on... Haiku #11 Each time they touched definitions of tenderness became obsolete Haiku #6 He was born broken, Twisted, incomplete. Grew then Lovely...
