Thursday, June 21, 2007

Haiku

Wisps of clouds brush by the moon
blue moon
blood red moon
Water sparkles unceasing
treasure revealed
yet unseen.
Glorious mud rich with scent
the scent of life and that of death.

2 comments:

toadstools said...

This actually goes well with my first post. Fits well into a microscopic world teeming with life and treasures unseen.

Unknown said...

blue moon, blood red moon, life and death, evolution degeneration...the cycle, or an era untouched by human civilization