obliged to sit in
the storm ended. and a wonderful sunset finished the day for me. as the last clouds blew away i saw a universe or two or three appear. i felt that my plastic adirondack chair had become the throne of the pharaohs. and happy/sad filed my soul. everyone i had known living and dead filed into my limitless castle. it was a jam session for my soul. ‘just one thing i ask of you when they bring the wagon round please forget you knew my name’.
while i label the stars…
a blues tune
carries me away
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#Haiku Happenings #6: Michael Rehling’s #Haibun #178!