A Harsh Critic


TV aerial
A bird’s temporary perch
It relieves itself

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 2, 2012, in Haiku and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

    • I was standing in the kitchen looking out of the window when I saw this. In many cultures it was believed that the birds brought messages from the gods …


  1. Birds leave messages on my window-sill…

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  2. hahahaha! Perfect!

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