A meditation on martial arts
Category: Poetry
A Fourth Of July Haiku
Many memories
Explosions of brilliant colors
So much has faded
Tonight’s Haiku: Looking Skyward
As I glance skyward
Into this summer evening
Moving towards nightfall
A summer night
Now that it is night
With clouds vanquished far away
Summertime feels here
This summer morning haiku
This summer morning
Seattle’s cool mistyness
Singing to my heart
Something about Seattle’s misty mornings speak to my soul.
A Meditation On Zoe Keating’s New Album
Notes move over mists
These speak quietly to me
Passing through my heart
My affinity for Ms. Keating’s music continues to grow. Overlaying my delight in music and technology, she speaks to a deep part of my soul.Â
Fear gains it’s power
Loving our neighbors?
From the seeds of our distrust
Fear gains its power
Hope: Rage’s AntidoteÂ
Rage’s hopelessness
It’s the mirror of despair
Hope: the antidote
Hope requires vision, and the belief that humanity can work together.
Counteracting the rage: a haiku
Fear births rage
So easily exploited
Instead, speak of hope
Countering rage with rage isn’t creatuve, isn’t beautiful. We only become more divided, leaving more scorched earth, more broken. We must remember community has value, too.
This Age of Rage: A Haiku
In this age of rage
Where invective flows freely
Seek this voice of grace
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