Daffodils: Tonight’s Haiku

the daffodils’ gaze
dancing on the near-spring breeze
while the jays chatter

The Past, The Future, Focus

stories of the past

yet I look to the future

I am far from done

Met a really cool guy today. A former Navy nuclear power program sailor, just like me. Though he is quite a bit younger. 

Swapped stories of our respective experiences, which I enjoyed. Yet I often worry in those moments that I’ll become like the subject of Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days”, a relic, trapped in the past. Grave fate, for me, at least. 

A bowl of pho

A warm bowl of pho
the beauty of pho spicy chicken broth heaven healing my body 

Tonight’s Haiku: March 5, 2020

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star filled night
reaching heavenwards
caressing God’s face

A Worn RV

Weathered and worn RV in my local shopping center parking lot

so many miles
weathered and worn by life
a cold biting wind