ahh ahh … sneeze

in the morning sunbeam 

ten thousand droplets

 so much depends

on morning sunshine

on the red dog

 autumn mornings

so much depends upon sunlight

through the red curtain 

 how to create a ghost?

i can’t explain it!

 writing is juggling ouija boards in a black desert

 microdrama

a haiku with a cast 

of ten thousand

 childhood

all of your exploits 

but never why

 magnifying glass 

a child steers a death ray

chasing an ant

a storm of static

my lonely hand dialling

dialling dialling

 high wind

the roof lands

under the magpie

then after

high winds and rain

dusty windows

  a cat stretching the space time continuum