you are my tyrant.

let’s seek debauchery now.

come see the dark side.

sometimes you scare me

with your devilish, angel eyes

they tempt me like sin

he smelled like mint air

his sweet nectar debonair

please pardon my stare

composing haiku --

the autumn breeze blows red leaves

rippling water

As finches eat seeds

a passerby pondering-

composes haiku

Trees walking on roots

flowers bleeding their colors

revolt of Nature

on a wooden bench

an old man stares longingly

at the calm green pond

hiking the mountain

cumulonimbus clouds form

an imminent storm

old locomotive

rolling in the summer grass

children shoult with joy

on stage jazz band waits

saxophonist wets his reed

a cymbal crashes