I recently finished filling up a notebook. Before shutting it away for a year or more, I thought I would share a few small things from it. These short lyrics arrived out of something I call anagram haiku. Please enjoy and perhaps try a few yourself.
***
the gods
run like dogs
through our lives
*
garbs
itself in brags
the cherry tree
*

*
life
a brief
fiber
*
shape
is a phase:
ask the sky
***
Happy asking!
J
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