Leanna Baggan

Haiku 097/365

Sipping on warm notes Fragrant, cheap, and sweet. It’s the Tea that warms up souls.

Water lilies bloom Colors diffused in the lake Painted by the earth.

The journey to the enlightened self begins with “un-knowing” outlooks

The late night hours Cost me my head. Waiting for Time to stand still yet.

It remembers you It responds quick and timely Tell me, who am I?

Don’t mind the mundane • Become a cog • lull yourself to sleep • You on m e d s ?

Birds carve through the skies The wind shifts—need a mood lift Weed’s not giving highs.

The vibrant shade of Purple. Bright and fragrant and Perfect in my tea.

Blossoms in the air Floating on a wave of wind Crashing on the ground.

Taste the fresh air as It’s pressed on bare skin. Sink your Teeth, prepare to dip in.