The smoke will soon clear
And autumn’s blessing will come
Scrubbing the air clean
Category: Haiku
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
A New Day
A new beginning
Intersecting new with old
Moving forward now
A new work week starts. What will you accomplish?
This last Sunday
Enjoying this rest
Last Sunday before school starts
And chaos ensues
A Martial Arts Aspiration
My aspirations
Continue with martial arts
For all of my life
Alive
The electric dance
of nerves and muscles
senses alive
fully enhanced by
the now.
Order from Chaos
Order from chaos
A key part of what it means
To be a human
Oh, chaos stresses me so. A important struggle for me as I thrive in order. Systems are my goal, I guess. Or at least they’re my ally.
Do you love women, or just vaginas?
For so many men
The claim they love women
Means they’re fond of vaginas
And they miss so very much
Of what it means to
Connect with others and
Understanding love
For a vagina
Is only a small piece
Of what it means
To be woman
Early Morning Anxieties
Fear….anxieties
Like to rise up
Inhibiting my rest
My mind often wakes me with silly fears or concerns. I learned, ages ago, that the best thing I can do is wake, add them to my workflow. My brain then knows that I won’t forget.
This morning’s haiku
The summertime heat
This morning’s air brings relief
With a chance of rain
My Chaotic Mind
My mind
Muddled blur of data
Curious chaos