Crocuses in Spring

Crocuses in spring

the warmth of daylight
crocuses heralding spring
now songbirds slumber

A Spring Walk

suburban sunlight
neighbors socially distant
feeling springtime’s close

A Cold Near Spring Breeze: Tonight’s Haiku

Mt. Baker from Edmonds

the wind blowing cold
painful to fingers and face
sun upon the mountains

Ah, Cherry Blossoms!

sunlight’s downward path

as I wander past the fears

ah, cherry blossoms!

Tonight’s Haiku: Eating Sunlight

springtime’s motion glancing upward into the sky eating sunlight

March 10, 2020: Cherry Blossoms

more sunlight each day
and the grace of warmer days
cherry blossoms bloom

Near Spring Haiku

hints of spring arrive bursting free of winter’s grasp on this barren branch

Daffodils: Tonight’s Haiku

the daffodils’ gaze
dancing on the near-spring breeze
while the jays chatter

A Daylight Savings Time Haiku

sunlight to the east

springtime deceiving our clocks

the air, cold and dry

Another step closer to spring. 

The Past, The Future, Focus

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Met a really cool guy today. A former Navy nuclear power program sailor, just like me. Though he is quite a bit younger. 

Swapped stories of our respective experiences, which I enjoyed. Yet I often worry in those moments that I’ll become like the subject of Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days”, a relic, trapped in the past. Grave fate, for me, at least.