Senryu
I sink past the noise
down where even my worries
lose their sharp edges
Haiku
light through moving blue
stones cradle the silent floor
time drifts without sound
Written for Saturday SenHai #40 . Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.

Senryu
I sink past the noise
down where even my worries
lose their sharp edges
Haiku
light through moving blue
stones cradle the silent floor
time drifts without sound
Written for Saturday SenHai #40 . Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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