
In horizon – the sea finds next season – when clouds are cheering.
Skrivpuff: Jubla.

when neglected
pushed out into endless sea
wall firmly built

The guide for direction – when travelling my days – most exciting is beyond.

same but different
in a strange cloudy world
sharing the light

A count – 111*5 11111*7 111*5 – figuring haiku.
Ps. I started writing my haikus strict to the ‘rules’. Today I have let myself happily free.
Freedom to write and draw -I 💙.

Arm in bloom – reaching out to embrace – all of me.

My safe scaffold – every cell in balanced position – the real me.

In hollow sight – the swirling line stands out – a call for adventure.
Skrivpuff: Gris.
…. knorr …. ngt extra i tillvaron …
lite långsökt men …. 😉