Artwork by myself.
Anyone wish to contribute haiku, senryu, poems?
claustrophobia . . .I look farther to seea bigger space to explore
yard salethe empty fishbowlstill wet
the size of caught fisha goldfish bowlrefraction
carefully slicing the worm...I wonder if they got my note"gone fishing":)
by the river-catching the goldfishin a poem
fishing talesI turn the page for more of the same
seasidethe other airof a new face
.things change–learning her lineswith new glassesAlan Summers
on the sill a goldfish passes the water tower
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