Fragile Red Haikus

Pinpoint paint on sheet

One red rose seen from the sun

Whitewaters of dew. 

Sit in the back row

No one will look at you there

Except for the Lord. 

My tombstone swept clean

Now it features my true name

God paints on canvas. 

Red petal in flight

Salome dances in wind

Echo from the past. 

I sit in the field

My eyes blanketed with dew

So that I may see. 

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

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