
on these quiet streets the breeze gently moves the leaves waiting for the rain
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.

autumn rains fade
sunlight returns to the sky
brown leaves resisting

the beauty of dusk
sunlight dips behind mountains
fiery red sky

caught in a rain squall
wet clothes press upon my skin
still I look closely

within the sunlight
drifting through the mists and firs
life under the trees