On the edge of dreams
I can see your eyes, briefly
Sadly, time’s mists win

poetry, prose, and photography
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.
On the edge of dreams
I can see your eyes, briefly
Sadly, time’s mists win

My mind is weary
I find it hard to focus
Nighttime is calling

As a long-time Star Wars fan, I thought it would be fun to create a couple of Star Wars themed haiku. Below is the first.
Dawn has not yet broke
Though the eastern sky brightens
This new winter’s day

Gaze upon the town
Centuries of memories
Under the fresh snow
Winter’s afternoon
Watching these clouds move through firs
Such grace filled motion
Out east of Bellingham, near the town of Deming, we journeyed to the Nooksack river to see eagles. Around twenty bald and golden eagles sat among the trees. Seagulls fought for the scraps.
Looking to the west
Lights flicker in the darkness
City filled with stars
So, why am I here?
Such a powerful question
This path to greatness
I want to grow, to become more, do important things, make a positive impact upon this place I love. That is what I mean by “greatness” . But that’s only a part. How I need to define my goal.
As Thich Naht Hahn said, “The path is the goal”. It’s a fluid, moving target, evolving as my soul grows. I find this beautiful.