a new day begins
possibilities abound
the pre-dawn silence
Facing Forward
seeking confidence
channel Earnest Hemingway
a bad ass poet
Well, I believe this is better labelled “senryu”. The roots of my malaise? This feeling of inadequacy, that i should be doing something great, followed by debilitating, negative self talk. I thought a great poets who have a great bearing. Hemingway captures that confident bearing, which I seek to install within me perfectly.

with the solstice past
daylight stays with us longer
spring whispering now?

within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song