In the corner of my eye is a thick hedge of yellow hibiscus and three papaya trees plump with golden ripe fruit. Four graceful palm climb along the shoreline watchful, their fanlike fronds bowing in the wind. Where are they? Perhaps they are lurking beyond the horizon. The common mynah would know. Suddenly it looms…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for General Poetry
Hawaii Tracks VOG and other Senryu
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