White noise’s beauty
Hiding the fearful silence
This mountain of sand
Sometimes I find it hard to sleep in deep silence. Perhaps it’s the urbanite within me. I find comfort in sound. But would I find peace within the raucousness of the jungle?
Tag: haiku
I started writing haiku in my junior high creative writing class. After high school, though, when I started studying the Beat Poets, and Kerouac in particular, my fondness for this art form grew. I tend to focus mostly on the 5-7-5 style, but occasionally I explore further.
Monday Morning Alarm Clocks
This Monday morning
My alarm speaks its crass words
My reflex: resist
Ah, the glories of Monday morning’s and those alarm clocks.
The Subconscious: A Meditation
This lake, rippleless
Voices from within our depths
Currents flowing deep
Whales, a haiku, and a reading recommendation
Whales sing to our souls
A far deeper connection
Than our minds can grasp
This image is featured in the article “When Whales and Humans Talk”. A fascinating article that I highly recommend you read.
Today’s Daily Prompt: Frigid
I’m not asleep
Night fell long ago
Yet sleep is avoiding me
I hear the highway
Oh sleep, I’ve requested your presence some time ago. Sigh…
Oh well, at least I can sleep in tomorrow.
To live where my grandparents lived
I live amongst ghosts
My grandparent’s memories
Amidst these very trees
I walk the same streets my grandparents did. It fills me with connection to this place. Time become more fluid.
The Faithful Skeptic
The faithful skeptic
Balancing my need to KNOW
With my need to trust
Birds Singing at Dawn
The day’s beginning
With amazing potential
Bird’s singing at dawn
Early morning with birds singing boldly. I’m not quite ready to leave the comfort of bed and blankets. The sky slowly lightens, second by second.
The Digital Mind
Light and colors dance
Within the digital mind
Silicon children