Spread my wings and fly
Nestled in metallic womb
The birds laugh at us.
–
Swirling vortex bright
There’s storms on the horizon;
The sky is burning.
–
The world disappears—
Swirling veils of storm-wrought gray
Beneath blue expanse.
Spread my wings and fly
Nestled in metallic womb
The birds laugh at us.
–
Swirling vortex bright
There’s storms on the horizon;
The sky is burning.
–
The world disappears—
Swirling veils of storm-wrought gray
Beneath blue expanse.
I LIKE it. It kinda has a steampunk feel to it. Now that’s new… steampunk haiku…
Haha, well thank you. Steampunk Haiku, though? Now there’s a concept…could be revolutionary.