So much longing left
Need continuing to grow
Always seek out love
Updated the title. I’m really tired and did something weird. Sorry.
Category: Poetry
A Snowy Day Haiku
Snow floated downward
Dancing, following wind’s lead
Blue skies forgotten
Tonight’s Bitter Cold
Tonight’s bitter cold
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An lingering dream of mine
An old life goal of mine: explore the country in a decent camper. Not a monstrous RV, rather, a modestly sized one. Perhaps a custom van, though one with a bathroom feels nice. My first version: a camper shell on a pickup truck.
Sleeping close, up against nature, the world’s beauty elicits powerful feelings. All my fear proximal and organized: glorious! Driving up to my desired place, parking, leaping out, exploring without pitching a tent an unpacking? Delightful!
Though the notion yet lingers amidst the darkness of my subconscious, I’ve hardly acted upon it. I’ve owned a few vans and pickup trucks, not one outfitted for camping. No campers installed. No sinks or cook tops. No great motivation, I guess. Yet, up it pops, from time-to-time.
Dreams of journeying
Sleeping right next to wonders
A personal touch
Life Ambitions
Dreams of journeying
Sleeping right next to wonders
A personal touch
This evening’s quiet
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The writer’s mind
This strange
Insanity.
I wake early,
Or is it late?
Words flowing
Forth
Desperate for
Capture
Seattle Snow Day
Cold air gently flows
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Poetry’s Mystery
Poetry has mystery
There’s as much in the blank space
As the page’s words
Rage is not my path
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