A Butchering of Haikus too religious to be Zen
- poetryfortheinsane
- Apr 6, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Nov 17, 2021
Raven wings skyward
Flutter Black ink on Sky
Mind is never empty.
Mis-translated world
False man made signs of learning
Pages turn on a book.
Raindrops left on Glass
Storms do not walk inside
What colour are Mirrors?
Leaves on branches
Cut down by man and wind
They rustle as they shake.
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