A Haiku On A Cloud Filled Night

The moon peeks through evening clouds

Tranquility
Moonlit clouds
Gracefulness

The moon peeks through the clouds this cool Seattle evening. Misty rains paused long enough for me to complete a walk. Thus my mood’s betterment achieved.

Wishing you all thoughts of peace during these troubled times.

This Evening’s Haiku

gravity’s demand
even the sun can’t resist
calmness comes with night

Early Morning, June27, 2020

an ocean of sound

boldly starting the day

the sky remains dark

Pre-dawn tones, birds and insects chatter, apart yet together. Robins, crickets, then crows: acoustic motion across my consciousness.

Saturday morning, just a few more days left of June. Many types of chronological motion, too, greying my hair. Speaking to me of near ancient memories. Ancient, at least, in terms of humanity, of human life-spans. 

A Summertime Haiku

jaunty tunes

wheels bearing

iced confections

Summertime is upon us. It’s definitely arrived in Seattle, though looks like it might pause this weekend. I hope you’re feeling the pleasent joys summer brings.

My contribution to today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Theme

My contribution to today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Theme.

dawn crawls through trees

red skies setting the theme

hope within the new

Early Morning, June 23, 2020

outside my window

silent darkness 

tranquility

A Tuesday Haiku

Humanity’s child

Born of electrons’ motion

Will flowers be loved?



Discussing Artificial Intelligence with a friend I wonder if AI will be our contribution to the universe. If Fermi’s Paradox will be overcome by humanity in spite of our drive towards insanity.

I wonder…

Morning Meditation: A Life You’re Proud Of

Do the best you can

Live a life you are proud of

And have no regrets

I woke with this idea, a strong voice in my head. This is how to live a life with no regrets. Always do the best work you can. Always seek actions that you are proud of. Then you’ll have nothing to be ashamed of. 

Hope: Tonight’s Haiku

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as I gaze skyward
those cold little points of light
sing to me of hope

In these violent and cruel times, I seek out hope. I believe humanity has a future, and it’s better than this. I believe….

What would you do? What are you doing?

One of the most powerful things I’ve read:

My friends, be the change you want to see.