Those who pursue war
Will doubtlessly find its wares
Collected anguish
Tag: Daily Haiku
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 sun sits high
Evening has arrived
Sunlight forcing itself down
Trees in their glory
Dawn’s Handiwork
light trickles through blinds
dawn’s handiwork is complete
charm of backlit trees
This Spring Morning
This morning burns bright
Sheltered from it at my desk
A breeze blows gently
Invective
I’ve grown quite weary
All the invective tiring
It’s all lost on me 
Birdsong Early Morn
In the dark pre-Dawn
All the birds now come to life
Nature’s opulence
The Wind Flows In
After the day’s warmth
Winds blow in off the water
Abruptly changing
We are free
And now we are free
Embrace it with great reverence
Birds flit between trees
I Hate Depression
I hate depression
It crushes us from within
With its brutal lies
Found Flowers
From sun into shade
Purple bursts in the dark green
A break from the sun
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 