Inspired by sunlight
I walk through the morn
I’m matched step for step
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.
Greeted by grey skies
Whispers of rain on the wind
Noise of life: awake
Nightfall has arrived
The end of this perfect day
Sunlight shifting to rain
As I remember
Those lights stolen by our wars
Praying that we’ve learned
In Flanders fields
Amidst poppies and lark song
Lie our lost lessons
The past holds much wisdom
Ignoring it has grave risks
Ignorance delights
I sit, listening
My negativity fades
Bird song in sunlight
Those who pursue war
Will doubtlessly find its wares
Collected anguish