This Day Begins: A Haiku

Sunlight’s holding back
Eastern mountains soon will glow
As this day begins

Please See Your Beauty

Please see your beauty
Grace flowing fast from your soul
With the snow falling

LISTENING To Music 

As youth I chose
To deeply explore music
Each word critical 

Music is critical to me. For my teenage years, I focused my study there. Well, as best as I could focus at that age. Music means so very much to me. Understanding the way lyrics, melody and harmony intersect for the good of the story carried great value. 

I seek to recapture that. Spent some time this morning enjoying it again. Until life’s demands intruded. Soon, I’ll return. These delights critical to my soul. 


A Reflection Upon Rage

In the face of rage
We need to face each other
The birds sing for all

With so much rage, how do we grow and nurture, especially the “others”?

Today’s Daily Prompt: Assay

For so great a mind
Those who understand “Assay
Others are tested

Sun Stretched Upon The Cold Wind

The sun stretches me
Solar motion elongates
Sun in brutal cold


Walking along the Edmonds Waterfront. With the strong wind from the north, the air was brisk, cold. Bright and sunny later in the day, which made our mid-afternoon walk much more pleasant.

The Rage Engine: A Haiku

Rage’s engine roars
A machine that churns out death
While rotting out souls

Seems this is the favorite piece of equipment to operate anymore. 


A Friday Night In The Suburbs

Birds break the silence
No cares for propriety
Suburbia’s charms

I hope your Friday night we lovely. Tis now time for slumber to dominate.