Dream

Slicing

Tantrums

his roar
flattens the house,
dog whining

The Waterman Chronicles

I just found this neat site...links are great, too.

The Waterman Chronicals

And the Angel sang....

Click HERE to see my latest haiga on my website, too large to fit the space here.


This wee guy HOPES you'll make some comments...


oh please do!

(I shamelessly stole him from Sofi's website, but he says it's okay for him to visit:-)

Lies and Other Truths

The cold still lingers, but here's my most recent poem....


Your lies float in the air
stretch, expand,
a black cloud that spills secrets
if I ask nicely.

You say I'm delusional.
and wave a black wand,
strap on a dark cape.
A magician, with an
audience of one, but

her legs hang
from your cloud, dear,
despite all of your trickery.
Tanned legs.
Slut-red toenails with
sling pumps dangling,
your head hid
in her spread thighs.

Fingers turning to salt,
I run to where Dali
waits on my mantlepiece.
He tells stories of days
before time melted
and bent out of shape,
days when I still
thought you were my Candyman.
Your tongue not yet forked.
My illusions intact.

Pris Campbell
(c)2005

Sparrows

This haiga is too large for this column, so click HERE to see it directly on my website.

Along the South Florida Ocean

Yesterday...