Siouxsie and the Banshees: A Haiku

I hear Siouxsie Sioux
Burning ash and destruction
Cities in the dust

The music of the 80s speaks to me. So many memories, pain and joy, anguish and exaltation.

Autocorrected Annoyances 

Now I grow weary 

Of fixing autocorrect

And its bad choices 

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A Trip To Whidbey Island: A Haiku

A morning journey 

Off to the nearby island 

With people I love 

Spent the morning over in Whidbey Island watching a cross country regional competition. I’ve known many of these kids their whole lives, so there a certain poignancy.

Looking nightward

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Year’s Cold Edge 

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I feel fear’s cold edge 

Darkness descending early 

Wearing my wool clothes 

Autumn’s presence now permeates the air. Leaves fall with vigor.  

Winter’s Edge

Life is beautiful

Yet also cruelly brutal

I feel winter’s edge  

The strange dichotomies of life. Finding beauty with the deep sadness upon friend’s wings. At times I feel an awkward wonder at what our heart’s hold at the same time.