This strange thing, Thursday
Near the end of the workweek
But without respite
Biz Admin Who Loves Technology
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.

Welcome November!
It’s supposed to rain today
This is Seattle

One more day of light
Soon, autumn’s fury descends
The callous winter

Filled with potential
Vibrant, manic energy
Another Monday
I hope your Monday launches you into an amazing week.

Ancient words now sung
Prayers chanted, incense rising
Candlelit stone walls
So many memories within cathedral walls. Chanted prayer always makes my heart soar. Gently, though, like a bird on the wing. Not garish as a jet.
A cold, dark morning
Covers provide resistance
Though I must rise now