These adobe walls
With vibrant reds and deep browns
Feeling the desert
Category: Poetry
In this morning dark
My mind’s focus telling me
My heart’s deep values
There are times that I think my priorities are “X”. I’ve learned, though, my mind’s focus when I wake tells me the deepest concerns of my heart.
What’s interesting is how often it’s not anything I give focus to during my day. Or i would expect to be secondary.
Sometimes it’s not logical, other times it’s extremely rational.
Sometimes fear, now, though, it’s not. That’s a blessing.
My Writer’s Brain, Awake In The Dark
I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
Another Day Ends
Another day ends
Dark blue sky fading to black
Rest’s demands winning
It’s been a king, busy day. Sleep’s call is winning with me. Time to wrap up the day and go up sleep.
Sunday Morning, June 3, 2018
Now I’m awake
The cool air
Through my window
Very welcome
Reminders of
Times along
The coast
Blessed sea breeze
Lacking the scent
Of the sea
No ocean crushing
Sound for my ears
An incompleteness
That my soul
Longs to complete
A haiku From My Evening Walk
With the sun’s motion
And the light starting to fade
Night’s calmness coming
Captain America: A Haiku
Over the decades
His journey reflecting us
And the ways we’ve changed
A thought about taekwondo
Bodies in motion
With the power of our minds
Martial arts’ beauty,
I’ve been studying taekwondo for several years. I’ve been a black for s could years know. I love the beauty, the strength, and grace. And,just importantly, I adore the community that is my humble school’s.
Cling to Hope
Fear is powerful
Yet only hope can transform
Cling strongly to that
It’s hard, at times, to fnd the light in the dark. Seek it out, nurture it. It is there, and will grow stronger.
The Politics of Rage and Negativity
Here’s my Tuesday morning haiku meditation:
Politics of rage
Why are we so negative?
This land of plenty
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