Haiku, January 8, 2020

barren branches move

wind, graceful power’s song

I still hear your voice 

Walking In The Rain

​walking in the rain

moss covered stones by the brook

such calm memories 

I just discovered a new writing prompt series created by Ronovan Writes. I love the concept and look forward to exploring the community further. 

This haiku responds to this prompt: Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #287 Brook&Moss, which seems like a perfect prompt for a Seattleite. 

This morning’s #haiku: awaiting dawn

awaiting dawn 

light’s grace upon the dark clouds

rain’s song to the trees

Dawn may come earlier, but it’s still dark before I leave for work, still dark on many drive home. This, at times, challenges many mood. I work to stay cognizant of my minds health. 

Seeking Confidence: A Haiku

seeking confidence 

channel Earnest Hemingway

a bad ass poet

Well, I believe this is better labelled “senryu”. The roots of my malaise? This feeling of inadequacy, that i should be doing something great, followed by debilitating, negative self talk. I thought a great poets who have a great bearing. Hemingway captures that confident bearing, which I seek to install within me perfectly.

    Tide Against Sand


    tide moves against sand

    with air dancing upon waves

    heron’s patient stealth

    The Solstice is Past

    with the solstice past
    daylight stays with us longer
    spring whispering now?

    Dreams Arise Again

    dreams arise again

    fears, one after another

    barren branches sing 

    As Autumn Approaches: A Haiku

    hands held in the night

    comforting in the darkness

    as autumn approachesa

    A little haiku i wrote a few months back. I thought it reflects a key part of what love is. Especially the kind of love that lasts for decades.