On Heathen Haiku

[lwood]

*blows into the microphone* Is this thing on?

Cool.

Let's start with a poem--which I posted to Ye Olde Facebook today as it is a toothsome thing, and then mulled further in comments, said pontification to be found beyond the clicky curtain below.

Concern (Haiku)

Dying for you, Hár,
Holds no fear; what scares me is
Living without you. *

Comments

[tristissima]

I absolutely ADORE that blessing! May I use it in the future and confer it upon others?