Bo’sun throws line aloft,
It snakes down, coils, twists, turns.
Incomparable design!
(To the memory of Edgar Whitney)
fresh
Hmmm…
Brooklyn, from the hood!
Dancer, chartreuse, big screen, wide screen,
Never out of touch!
Freshening…
Micro-flakes falling,
Barely seen, slowly accumulating.
Freshening Valentin’s snow.
Haiku Journey 