A Monday Morning Haiku 

I hope your week meets all your dreams and aspirations. May you find fulfillment, ppurpose and joy. 

Birds Awakened 

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? 

A Sunday Meditation

Camp Gwinwood Cross

Sunlight piercing leaves
A rough hewn cross pulls my eyes
Birds break my thoughts

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