
Eric M. Vogt
Copyright 2013
mourning coffee—much too dark,
poor it out and do without,
wood long for all lost, yet doubt
holes it still within my heart.
spellcheck, wellcheck, squiggly lines
remove all colors inside,
raging flood through deep divide
‘tween ordered, disordered minds.
let our pens remove all bonds.
let the creeks still dry be filled,
let ink flow and know no will
to make it run true as song.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013















nightlake
/ March 19, 2013This was lovely. would you like to try the ligo haibun challenge:
http://ligoeditions.wordpress.com/
Eric
/ March 19, 2013Thanks, Night. I will check it out.
nightlake
/ March 19, 2013Thank you:)
shrinksarentcheap
/ March 19, 2013this is a masterpiece. the first lines most especially, I adore.
Eric
/ March 19, 2013Thanks, deer! ;-D
shrinksarentcheap
/ March 19, 2013!!
Eric
/ March 19, 2013bahahahaha
shrinksarentcheap
/ March 19, 2013That is sort of delightful : )