As sunlight climbs through the trees
Silently caressing my home
Shadows upon my window’s shades
Transform like living Rorschachs
Into distinct leaves, memories
Of the moment that’s fading
Category: Poetry
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
It Feels Just Like Starting Over
What a delightful idea. I look forward to taking part.
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