
Summer approaches
Spring time’s flowers are fading
The air is warmer
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.

Summer approaches
Spring time’s flowers are fading
The air is warmer

Under this sunshine
Pondering fragility
And life’s strange graces
Such a strange week. Monday afternoon my son crashed his skateboard, ending up with a significant concussion and “mild” bleeding on the brain. Monday night & Tuesday were spent talking about many possible (and frightening) scenarios. Wednesday we’re talking about leaving and Thursday we made it home. Friday we joined some friends for dinner. Surreal, in the end.
Now, we only just started this journey. 45 minutes at dinner with friends exhausted him. He spent most this morning’s energy at our eye doctor’s simply getting glasses adjusted.
We’re home. His mind is mostly intact, and healing quickly. Doctors believe we’ll have 100% recovery. Looking at the possibilities, I feel deep gratitude. We escaped some brutal stuff. I’m grateful for that.
Crow conversation
Their frustration manifest
Discussing murder

My son is sleeping
As night has taken over
This long week ending

The morning rain fell
Pulling the petals downwards
Springtime memories

Motion in my house
Returning order within
Graceful Saturday
Take a look at my Canva design! https://canva.me/r8S9i0reZW

Antiquated steel
That’s forgotten how to move
Not phased by the rain

I glance to the sky
Momentarily pausing
Flowers on this breeze

Seattle’s nightfall
Raindrops fall upon the roof
With gentle calmness

Standing in the sun
Light dances on my shoulder
Stop to see beauty