Why I love creating short form poetry

Short form poetry

I seek out life’s core essence

Light through a prism

In this morning dark

My mind’s focus telling me

My heart’s deep values
There are times that I think my priorities are “X”. I’ve learned, though, my mind’s focus when I wake tells me the deepest concerns of my heart. 

What’s interesting is how often it’s not anything I give focus to during my day. Or i would expect to be secondary. 

Sometimes it’s not logical, other times it’s extremely rational. 

Sometimes fear, now, though, it’s not. That’s a blessing. 

Another Day Ends

Another day ends
Dark blue sky fading to black
Rest’s demands winning

It’s been a king, busy day. Sleep’s call is winning with me. Time to wrap up the day and go up sleep.

The Politics of Rage and Negativity

Here’s my Tuesday morning haiku meditation:

Politics of rage
Why are we so negative?
This land of plenty

Enjoying this quiet Saturday morning, a haiku

As I sit, awake

Enjoying this calm morning

We all needed rest

I’ve been awake for a bit, exploring Twitter, reading a bit. Now tea summons me. I must heed the call. 

A Haiku During Allergy Season 

When I said “haiku”
The response was “gesundheit”
Healthy poetry?

Productivity’s Great Challenge

The biggest challenge

Most of us will ever face

Is to simply start

A Haiku On Design: The Poetry Of White Space 

Kerning crafts beauty 

The poetry of white space

Ink and paper play 

Moving Forward

Easy to look back

Yet that sucks our energy

That we need to grow

The Perils Of Writing

This writer’s journey
Fraught with perils of the heart
Facing down my fear

As I write, my mind drags out random, destructive talk. The act of posting challenges sensations of inadequacy. Thus I post, refusing to let the destructive voices within me win.