Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Arrhythmia

Then I spotted her,
She made my heart skip a beat,
Gecko, on the wall!

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Skip

3 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.