This morning’s still dark
Abrupt noise into silence
Birds have awakened
This morning’s first birdsong came while I was dosing. Jarring enough to yank my attention. Does the first bird to speak get the early worm? Ot, perhaps, he gets the girl?
Tag: haiku
A Sunday Meditation
Sunlight piercing leaves
A rough hewn cross pulls my eyes
Birds break my thoughts
Good Night Haiku
A Meditation About Dreams
Oblivion’s edge
Looking downwards from the moon
Glimpsing into dreams
The interesting “thinks” that came through my brain.
A Smiling Face In My Office
My bright, cheery friend
Watches me upon my desk
My office’s joy
Tonight’s Haiku: Buds Become Blossoms
A new testament
The hand of God drifting through
Buds become blossoms
My Morning Meditation
I sit in darkness
Concentrating on my breath
Focusing my mind
Spring Is Approaching
Springtime manifests
Facing down Seattle’s rain
Soon the blossoms fade
Fathers, Daughters, and Snapshots of Beauty
A friend and daughter
The gentle kiss upon her head
Witnessing sweetness
Lovers of Violence
We love violence
Romance of the gunslinger
Murderous outlaws