This divided world,
How do we come together?
For the common good
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.
Dawn rises quickly
Or perhaps that’s just illusion?
The birds are singing
Walking past the stalls
Early morning at Pike Place
Tourists were absent
Bird Song filled the air
After dawn’s light hit the sky
They scattered: airborne
Can’t forget
What has passed
Some may wish these
Memories to vanish
For me? No…
I hold them dear
Pain and joy
For that’s
Love’s legacy