The things on my mind,
Get rich, write a book, and more,
I have got to try.
For now, I’m writing,
A Haiku poem blog site,
A fly flying past.
The ripples flow out,
In ever growing circles,
And reach for the edge.
As complex as simple is.
The things on my mind,
Get rich, write a book, and more,
I have got to try.
For now, I’m writing,
A Haiku poem blog site,
A fly flying past.
The ripples flow out,
In ever growing circles,
And reach for the edge.
Going round in circles,
Where it ends, nobody knows!
Just getting giddy.
What is coming next?
Can’t see the wood for the trees.
Branch out, stick around?