Friday, July 31

Haiku Friday



the pitchfork sinks, stops.
black earth crumbles, falls away.
a majestic spud!

3 comments:

Annuska said...

are you driving it
and
what does it have to do with the beautiful envelope? Did you do it- it is very very beautiful!

Kel said...

annuska.. love can be even for a humble potato or an analogy of digging, fertile ground and the prize!...its a framed collage/acrylic i did for the Bloke...see new link..

Annuska said...

I think I thought pitchfork was a machine you drive...haha...these back ache drugs are kinda weird.