(2015)
Winter Haiku
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
