Tag: Haiku

  • πŸŒ‡

    Jing and I, walking in the warm late afternoon sun, with chai sleeping in his stroller, near Tai Koo Shing. I glanced at her, and the sun washed out the colors and contours of everything. At that moment, I remembered to be grateful. The 4PM sunwashes out contrasts on her facetill the end of time

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    A line pulses, pulsesorderly and rhythmicallysays this, this, this, this

  • πŸ”«πŸ”«πŸ”« πŸ”« πŸ”«πŸ”« πŸ”«

    Jacob turned his back.Bang bang bang. Bang. Bang bang. Bang. A part of me died.

  • 🌀

    Take a step abackReveal the breadth of the seaThe bare of the sky ι€€δΈ€ζ­₯οΌŒζ΅·ι—Šε€©η©Ίγ€‚