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: Best of Two Seasons

Breeze blows through window
Sun rays warm my easy chair
Time for autumn nap


Haiku: Incidental Music

Sun beams strum the chords
Telephone wires are humming
Fanfare to morning


Haiku: Autumn Pallette

Red cheeks of apples
Gray squirrels a-scurrying
Bright flaming orange leaves

Blue skies overhead
Soft green grass still a-growing
Crazy quilt glory

In Response to Daily Prompt: Glorious


Haiku: Population Report

I’ve described before
Peculiar phenomena
Year-round geese neighbors

To their small gaggle
Two geese added a new friend
Geese now a threesome


Breaking Camp

Summer is slowly pulling up stakes
Bombarding acorns ping loudly
On iron patio tables
The weather grows chilly
Heat for the pool turned off for the season
Time for our word game to move indoors

Dear Belle who’s now gone
Kept our things in her closet
Pillows that cushioned the hard iron chairs
Red bag of stones that held down cards when the wind blew
Now need new lodgings until summer returns
Cards stay with us to play word games inside

As a call went out for winter storage
I searched my apartment and found just the thing
A shelf high in a cabinet I cannot reach
Empty and waiting to be filled with the promise
Of summer and joy of word games with friends
Also  memories of the season just passed


Haiku: Silvery Light

Full moon in night sky
Behind shadowed tree branches
Sets me to dreaming


Haiku: New Math

Long planned trip cancelled
Calendar blessedly free
The respite I need

A marvelous thing
Subtracting equals adding
Result less is more