So much of life lost
Since we deny so much hope
Leaves starting to fall
Tag: postaday
Writing’s Mystery
Amusing
How I put pen to paper
Expecting certain words
To flow gracefully
I’m always surprised
At what lands upon
The page
An Early Morning Haiku
The definition of “Athletic”
As a youth
Athletic meant “jock”
Of which I did not align
Now things change
And I find myself
Within that fold
Strange changes
Of life
“Athletic” Means Something New Now
As I get older
Athletic has new meaning
It applies to me
Today’s Daily Prompt: Popular
This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular“
An Autumnal Evening
Red leaves in dusk’s light
Intense autumnal beauty
Descending to night
RIP Hugh Hefner
He made his millions
Pushing sexual boundaries
Challenged us deeply
Love him or hate him, his life made an impact.
A Haiku Response To The Daily Prompt: Coincidence
Destiny and fate
Does coincidence exist?
Morning autumn fog
My response to the “Daily Prompt”.
Today’s is Coincidence.
Feeding My Soul: A Haiku
Need to be thoughtful
About what I put into
My mind, my soul
I often put more thought into what I seed my body then what I feed my soul. Probably put more thought into my car’s gas, too. I know I need to change that. My soul’s nourishment becomes my attitude, my confidence, my actions.