Tonight’s #haiku explores the passing of time and seasons

Winter advances
Yet the solstice passed us by
Change is approaching

How We View Women: A Tanka

How we view women
We revere virginity
Sacred and profane
Beauty, yet also tainted
Our confusion is quite deep

How We View Women: A Tanka

How we view women
We revere virginity
Sacred and profane
Beauty, yet also tainted
Our confusion is quite deep

Alarm Clocks: A Haiku

Just ten minutes more

As the clock keeps beckoning

The demands of life

Memories of a fading Seattle

Many memories
Walking past the empty halls
In winter’s darkness

Ages ago I lived in Seattle’s heart. At that point, beginning a transformation, becoming the economic behemoth of our now. Then we were still the refuge of the poor, downtrodden. Suburban business professionals drifting through, vanishing as the clock struck five. The flurry of buses and cars carrying them away, far away from us. I found myself wandering nighttime streets, streetlights and gentle rain accompanying my steps. An urban beauty.

To seek greatness as a poet

I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that 


The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within. 

To seek greatness as a poet

I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that 


The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within. 

Zen’s Essence 

This is my challenge
Stare inwards free of judgement
Embrace compassion

Zen’s Essence 

This is my challenge
Stare inwards free of judgement
Embrace compassion