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Category: Modern Life
Looking at how we’re evolving culturally, and how humanity engages with itself, for good and for ill.
Seeing the Birds of Spring
Compassion and grace
Linked together as they loop
Spring’s birds appearing
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”?
Between Light and Dark
Between light and dark
Where love and anguish loiter
With snow upon leaves
Finding My Place
My place
Is everywhere
And nowhere
Anywhere the sun
Shines or rain
Descends with
Grace and beauty
Tonight’s Haiku: Sitting Upon My Couch
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.
Fear Has Plenty Of Company
There are many fears
They will never be lonely
I can leave them be
It’s so hard, sometimes, to disentangle from my fears. They are so deeply interwoven into my life. Yet I’ve rooted out many over the years.
May you be freed from fear’s inertia. From its attempts to rob you of joy and wonder.
And may your Sunday recharge and invigorate you.
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.