Gregorian Chant: A Haiku

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.

Freedom: Speech vs Lunch

Both lunches and speech
They are striving to be free
Each in its own way


I’ve thought about the intersection of these two conceptions of freedom for some time. Working on capturing the subtle distinctions between the two ideas. 

Awoke to rains rage
Where I’d resist the outdoors
I’m safe on my couch



I’m a product of Seattle. So much time in the rain, it defines me. I remember a moment, so many years ago, sitting in my apartment, looking out over Seattle with coffee and a good book. With nowhere I needed to go, nor be, I sat in the window bay watching the rain splatter upon the glass, gravity writing it’s magic. 

A Reflection on Alan Watts: A Haiku 

Straightening out life
Violates its core nature
We must let it be


This haiku is my response to Alan Watts’ quote “you’re only making a mess by trying to put things straight. You’re trying to straighten out a wiggly world and no wonder you’re in trouble”. I find this very relevant in today’s climate.