
pink blossom drops
in still morning air
beside a quiet lake.

pink blossom drops
in still morning air
beside a quiet lake.
Mind control. I can control my mind with my mind.
[NOTE: I’m not sure what “secret” has to do with it. Anything one blabs across the internet is — by definition — not a secret. Though the skill I mention takes place in a purely subjective realm, so — in that sense — might remain unknown to the general public.]



narrow channel,
waving reeds on each side,
boat glides blindly through.
Partly cloudy.

spherical blooms,
arrayed like planets,
bees zip through.


Jacarandas bloom:
thousands of miles from home,
but no less purple.