During rainy days,
We relax with Indie songs,
As rain drops make music


from him sweetest fruit,
to him scornful smile she gave,
master to a slave.


flexes his biceps,
tucks his flabby tummy in,
vanity in vain.

These are just great, Misty, and the third one is simply hilarious; I'm still laughing about it. That sets a good senryu or a good anything apart, that an artwork affect you intimately.

Very nice reading you and having you among us, sharing your ever-sharpening poetry. You seem like a bird taking off and taking naturally to the sky, embracing it and making it in turn more beautiful, as it embraces you.

Thank you for sharing your poetry. Your sense of humor is emerging brighter all the time; it is subtle and bittersweet.

Respect and solidarity,

+Stevie

Dear Misty
As wished by steven
You seem like a bird taking off and taking* naturally to the sky, embracing it and making it in turn more beautiful, as it embraces you"
i say it differently now
talking naturally to the sky
______

misty, to me the first and third of these are masterpieces of insight and poetry. the second is merely excellent! you are a true inspiration.