I recently finished filling up a notebook.  Before shutting it away for a year or more, I thought I would share a few small things from it.  These short lyrics arrived out of something I call anagram haiku.  Please enjoy and perhaps try a few yourself.

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the gods

run like dogs

through our lives

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garbs

itself in brags

the cherry tree

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life

a brief

fiber

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shape

is a phase:

ask the sky

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Happy asking!

J