A recent comment/echo at Daniele's good blog >haikud'aile< but with a minor erasure.

my pencil notes
through every scribble book
eraser dust

__The 18th was Ash Wednesday; to you all, a fruitful forty days and too, far beyond. 
... for now. _m

brave search
yore-minds pure forgotten truths
envision

__This blog began on Friday, February 13th 2009, (Bad Luck Day?) This was my initial post and I thank you all, my friends, _m

snow fills
this cabin's shattered bones
a broken tea cup

... for now.

balance time
yesterday is tomorrow
eventide

Another... "33"

empty moon
the night sky fills the lake
a time of stars

lake shore cliff
moss clings to that rocky peak
mountain laurel
 

__It was long ago now. In that sun, the steeple's slate shingles warmed some, and its collected snow slid downward due to the vibrations of that ringing bell.  Poor paper boys!

the bell's chime
snow covers the church steps
Sunday papers