Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Haiku: Un-Frenzied

Time to take a break
Income tax and travel done
Day belongs to me

Sinking into peace
Precious gift a golden glow
Living in the now


Haiku: Recycling Energy

A little brown box
Arrived at my door smiling
Oh goodie! it’s here

Got scissors unwrapped
The new book that I ordered
I’ll have a good read

But first a duty
For healthy environment
I must recycle

Cutting with scissors
Dismembering brown cardboard
Workout for muscles


Haiku: Ostrich No More

Poet in me slept
Escaping circumstances
Of a world gone mad

High time to awake
Stir my juices, let words flow
With my mighty pen


Haiku: Morning After

Silence. I hear it
After wind’s fury calming
Beginning new day


Haiku: Pulse of the Times

News is disturbing
Hate and meanness unrivaled
Vile anger spreading

Fearful yeast rising
Malicious lies ore’ taking
Strained arc of justice


Tanka Challenge #23 – Help and Smile: Belle Vs. Rehab

Arduous rehab
Sparring partner for life force.
Belle won and came home.
Foreboding thoughts turned to smiles
Shuffle, play cards for this day


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Haiku: Perspective

Raindrops on window
Appear strung on dark tree limb
Like diamond necklace


Modern Immortality

Today as I went out the door
A friend of mine was coming in.
She pushed a cart filled with lush plants
And plush throw-pillow rainbow-hued.
She told me a friend who died left word
For her to choose some things
To keep as cherished memories.

The green house plants would live for years
The pillow soft would comfort her
But one more thing, my friend told me,
Will indeed outlive us both.
I have the emails that we shared.
There is new immortality
Promised us by cyber space.

Thanks to Enid for inspiration