Wooden toys listen.Incense perfume lingers on.Yet, no one talking.#haiku
Yearning for wisdom.Follow the yellow brick road.It's but at arm's length.#haikuA tiny park on the very edge of the train loop on Van Buren, just across the street from Chicago's Harold Washington Library. I like how they've rehabbed the L stop and made it look more traditional than contemporary. Fits the college district nicely.
We are born as one. Pretending to be separate. Become one again. May you rest in peace, mom!
Lurking in shadows. Afraid of light far and near.Peeks and disappears.#haiku
Still yet imposing.Freedom-less numbers inside.Lives turned upside down. #haiku One day, there will be time in our society where there is no need for prisons and people can get all the support they need to avoid committing crimes, or being unjustly incarcerated. There must be a better and preventative solution than this.
