Your essence, earnestly put forth unto impermanence to weather storms of whetherwhims.
No rhymes for reading; hearing!
In nature’s nightless, new-born form I met the mossy fern.
The time that passed.
Neurotaclismic chasmmind find pain in memorandemonia
The city spreads its sprawl.
Poetry books for sale!
Poetry collections – bespoke & not – for sale!
In spreadhaze hue…
Sentence by sentence.
Senryu & haiga.
I do wonder…