New Haikus

I’d like to apologize for the lack of pots recently. Chaoticness has been high and inspiration low. More full poems will be coming consistently (as possible) from now on. You can follow my twitter for updates. For now, here are a few haikus.

My holy ghost knows
it is dark, it is almost
as if all is lost.

The question in my
ear meant nothing, now that you
left without warning.

Help is long forgot
when all that is left is a
garden gone rotten.

Yellow

I waited by the railroad by the garden by the big yellow house.
I waited, you came, we talked, we played,
in our adult-like ways.
The color caught your eye,
the yellow leaves, the yellow house, my yellow blouse.
I’d say our goodbyes
because I never wanted to hear you say yours.
And I would wait for you again
by the railroad by the garden by the big yellow house.
I always waited for the day I would wait forever,
but that day never came.
Instead it was I, who left you standing alone by the railroad
wanting, waiting to see the yellow leaves, the yellow house, my yellow blouse.

Art of DC

A few days ago I visited the National Gallery of Art and the Hirshhorn Museum, both located in Washington DC. Here is a collection of a few of the photos taken. Three of the photos were taken by my sister, as marked.