When my father stopped the truck, my mom exited with urgency. “Boys! Come here, quick!” We ran as commanded and stopped abruptly at the sight of her blue plaid work shirt. It was stained with blood!
Snow Haiku 5
Winter has arrived~ Blanketing Misawa with~ Snow, snow, too much snow. © 2019 Gregory Vessar. All Rights Reserved.
A Whisper
A Whisper Whisper in my ear. An invasion of personal space… becoming suddenly so familiar… … intimate. A whisper […]
Haiku #41
The leaves are turning here in Misawa, Japan. Winter is coming!
Misawa Afternoon
A Cuban cigar rolled on milky thighs of a Havana beauty. Smoke drifts and pauses, lingering in hazy […]
Wait
Wait I wait to hold you in my arms, to feel your skin so soft and warm. I wait […]
Rainy Night
RAINY NIGHT The windows are all closed, my thoughts pre-supposed. Too many years have passed from the time I […]
Loneliness
LONELINESS Loneliness can invade your soul and take up residence if you allow. Loneliness can trick […]
Haiku #40
Time marches on, season after season.
Haiku #39
Life with Tora and Sakura!
