**A year perhaps no more
when the stories of my mind
came pouring skipping forth
lexical, poetical with rind
haiku like, lucid and sore
Episodes of haibun
comic stripped whole
a playwright and haikuist
with a mountain biker's soul
loving that **** violinist
I can't rhyme, so
how did this all happen?**
May 8, 2010
May 8, 2010 at 12:11 AM UTC
**A year perhaps no more
when the stories of my mind
came pouring skipping forth
lexical, poetical with rind
haiku like, lucid and sore
Episodes of haibun
comic stripped whole
a playwright and haikuist
with a mountain biker's soul
loving that **** violinist
I can't rhyme, so
how did this all happen?**
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