Saturday Evening 

Sunlight’s going strong 

Though the day is closing out 

Still time to go bikev

A Seattle Morning 

High clouds greet the morn 

Birds call, seemingly calmer

More subdued, perhaps 

Sound absorbed by clouds 

Gray skies soothe me, though 

Relieved of garish sunlight 

Reflecting on change

Reflecting on change

How economics push us

Some times, push us down

Overheard: Email

“I don’t do email.”

How does one function this way?

Resisting progress?

An Oregon Memory 

Today I’m remembering  

Dreamy winters night’s 

Near the coast of Oregon 

A steady rain falling

Drinking coffee with friends 

Jazz plays from a small radio 

Voices of friends faded 

Some returned to dust 

This time so many ago 

Many rains have washed away

The memory dusty not gone

Libraries 

Betwix books & sunbeams 

Motes of dust glide like stars 

Drifting amongst dreams 

And the dreamers who dream

A cup; empty and full 

Overflowing with sunlight 

A cup: empty and full 

Two sides of the same 

Moment 

 

The Smoker 

Walking past a smoker 

So very easy to judge

Addiction’s impacts 

Yet who am I 

To critique anyone’s 

Frailties?

Black History Month Meditation 1: Langston Hughes

​Reading Langston Hughes 

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A Morning Meditation: Jealousy


Today’s Haiku:

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