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

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
raindrops define me
their mumbled movement downwards
the earth’s gratitude



grey skies fill my eyes
raindrops linger in my dream
coffee’s beauty reins

as night moves
the graceful neon dreams
rain falls