Some picture reading done.

Haiku.

A light hearted and whimsical feast.

Autumn is here again.

What was seen in town in front of me…

About a mighty love cliche.

I went to visit your grave on Christmas eve.

A typical expression of a winter’s day…

The early morning makes everything seems right with the world.

A short poem I wrote in a response to man’s actions to it’s environment. The quest for a deeper understanding on why we act the way we do as a species forever eludes me.