I try to resist
Our culture’s lusting for rage
Focusing on light
poetry, prose, and photography
This new day begins
Filled with opportunity
As the daylight grows

As summer begins
Plenty of sunshine and warmth
A flower’s voice heard

A joyous privilege
To watch these children grow up
Perhaps be helpful
Fatherhood is an amazing privilege. Watching, not just my son, but all these kids around him, grow into these interesting and amazing young men and women fills me with pride and wonder.
As I’m want to do, and have received a modicum of fame for, let me start with a haiku:
Such a simple phrase:
“Anything Worthwhile Takes Time”
Not the common view
I’ve long followed Ms. Millman: somewhere around 7-8 years. A long time. And, considering the modern view of time, a VERY long time. Lot’s changed over that time. Especially me. As I keep moving forward, keep learning, keep trying to be better, I become better.
āMy relentless mind
In perpetual motion
Sleeping’s a challenge
Awake against my will
Dreaming of dreaming
Longing for slumber
The machinery of my mind
Psychological cogs churn and spin
Whirring hum of my soul
āMy phone buzzes
A beautiful woman
Who I remember
In diapers
I feel joy
At the blessing
Of my simple
Witness