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They follow you, then vanish
The internet’s tao
Ah, those followers that appear briefly then vanish abruptly….
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.
Music Speaks
Music speaking clear
Words dancing into my heart
Soul’s revolution
Music has long held a dear spot in my heart. Speaking to my loves and passions, my deepest sadness or griefs, soaring joy or the depths of anguish, music captures it. And I feel connected, not alone.
This Evening’s Haiku : The Night
Beyond the day’s strength
Suddenly the light’s now gone
Darkness’ deceit
Returning To Normal
Now we transition
We’re returning to normal
Within this new year
Ready to get back to work? To shake things up and make a difference? If not, what do you need to do to change that?
Tonight’s #haiku explores the passing of time and seasons
Winter advances
Yet the solstice passed us by
Change is approaching
Alarm Clocks: A Haiku
Just ten minutes more
As the clock keeps beckoning
The demands of life
Memories of a fading Seattle
Many memories
Walking past the empty halls
In winter’s darkness
Ages ago I lived in Seattle’s heart. At that point, beginning a transformation, becoming the economic behemoth of our now. Then we were still the refuge of the poor, downtrodden. Suburban business professionals drifting through, vanishing as the clock struck five. The flurry of buses and cars carrying them away, far away from us. I found myself wandering nighttime streets, streetlights and gentle rain accompanying my steps. An urban beauty.
To seek greatness as a poet
I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that
The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within.
To seek greatness as a poet
I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that
The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within.
Zen’s Essence
This is my challenge
Stare inwards free of judgement
Embrace compassion