confetti of spring

the haiku of now challenge

By Greer MonroePublished 8 days ago • Updated 8 days ago • 1 min read

I collect pollen —

on my windshield sticks like glue

rain drips wipers whisk

Haiku

About the Creator

Greer Monroe

not everyone has an inner monologue — diabolical. I enjoy the rhythm of words — how they play & flow & consume & grow. words build something inside me — an escape to freedom without taking up space ♥️

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