Views from today’s walk

Met him on our coronavirus walk. Note we’re socially distant.

suburban walking
humor in this time of fear
crows laughing boldly

Nights Sacred Darkness


in this night’s darkness

within the sacred silence

seek peace together

The Blue Sky Beckons

the blue sky beckons
one blossom reaches the sky
gravity ignored

A Moment Outdoors

a moment outdoors
springtime’s flowers  greeting me
with social distance

Spring Moves Forward

spring moving forward
flowers carefree in the sun
bees ignore my gaze

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

March 10, 2020: Cherry Blossoms

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

Daffodils: Tonight’s Haiku

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

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.