(2013)
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
