We are unable
To summon basic respect
For views not our own
As long as we, as a culture, or as a species, struggle to summon basic respect and dignity for each other, we will fail.
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.

Thanos’ power
Can what’s been done be undone?
So much for my mind
So many questions after Infinity War, round 1. I’m left reeling a bit. Let’s puzzle through this, shall we?
More reflections over the next little bit.

This writer’s journey
Fraught with perils of the heart
Facing down my fear
As I write, my mind drags out random, destructive talk. The act of posting challenges sensations of inadequacy. Thus I post, refusing to let the destructive voices within me win.
An afternoon walk
Journeying through the quiet
With only my mind
Clover is blooming
Sunlight pushing through the clouds
Springtime’s joy persists

Standing in sunlight
Buds changing into blossoms
Spring’s evolution