
Unclothed while at school
My adolescent terrors
While birds remain unphased
This was a response to a poetry prompt on Instagram. This is what popped into mind.
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.

Unclothed while at school
My adolescent terrors
While birds remain unphased
This was a response to a poetry prompt on Instagram. This is what popped into mind.

grey day’s ending
sunlight moves across petals
hummingbirds fighting
Here is my contribution to today’s Word of the Day challenge: Grace.
I think a lot about grace. Its importance both to us, and to society. How grace enables humans to function together, and is the magic elixir that ends conflict. And that grace is undervalued, perhaps even reviled. We live in brutal times, my friends.


with sunlight falling
I’m abuzz with distraction
called by electrons

night is complete
dawn’s grace arrives
resisting waking

through the summer’s sun
life drips down upon the earth
bees sing merrily

the well lit blue sky
as summer’s glory descends
birds sing from the trees