A haiku from this evening’s walk

trees not quite bare
murky fragrance delights
cool air calms

A view from my evening walk. I opted, from my choices for exercise, to walk. I needed to clear the buzzing from my mind. Which always feels worthwhile.

Under a Streetlight

under a streetlight
leaves gently flutter
stillness

I do love this one so, both the photo and haiku. I hope you do, too.

What’s wealth’s value?


What is wealth’s value

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Ah, poets and their ponds, this morning’s #haiku 

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Anxiety: A Monday Morning Haiku

Anxiety 

The cruelest noise 

In silence 

Memories 

Down from my window  

Thousands of lights, lives 

Alone before sleep 

Remembering nights alone in my apartment looking out over the city. Not an elegant view, but I y think Kerouac should’ve been comfortable. 

Ignorance Is Bliss?

Deer silently eat 

Wolfs eyes glistening

Ignorance is bliss?

A Sunday morning meditation for you. 

Visions of Winter

These brightened hillsides
The darkness lightened by grace
Firs shrug off the weight


Photo compliments of eberhard grossgasteiger on unsplash unsplash-logoeberhard grossgasteiger

Thoughts, early Saturday morn

​Going to sleep Friday

Tomorrow’s free morning

Ah, to wake leisurely!

My mind springs awake

Hours before dawn

This sadistic life