
the rain falls gently
garish lights raging above
a moment of peace
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.

the rain falls gently
garish lights raging above
a moment of peace

early morning blooms
boldly standing in the cold
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brief moments of light
damaging the perfect dark
winter’s nearly here

along the water
the breeze carries the salty air
my grandfather’s voice

a view to the west
looking over the water
calmness of sunlight

rain held back
clouds hide the sun
a rose glowing

moonlight through the clouds
the wind’s grace bringing it forth
dreams await me soon

sitting, pen in hand
crafting poems while it rains
glorious coffee

embraced by the night
walking, the air freeing me
birds high overhead