A blog in honor of Ernest Hemingway's continual search for the perfect sentence. Now in a new and improved haiku format!
Let the crow's caw draw
you in and call you home towards
the hearth fire waiting
The old fighter sways
on shaky legs from the weight
of myth and legend
Mirrored sky shattered
by the wake of a passing
ship on its way north
The eagles are all
gone, but vultures aplenty
circle overhead