Crossroads

Where can we go now?
Once the dreams are accomplished
Yet there’s much more life

Flu Haiku

Germs descended here
Embattled body withers
May healing soon come

A Memorial Day Meditation

Upon these moments
Fields of grass with stone scribed names
Silence tells the tale

Reality

See culture’s mirror
Brutality’s rough edges
Reality’s pain

Nighttime in Shanghai

Nighttime in Shanghai
Light escaping darkness
Glittering brilliance

Seattle’s Skies

Misty clouds drifting
Stretched by fir and cedar boughs
Grasping longingly