Wednesday Morning Haiku

gift of life

seeking make it great

longing for beauty

Contrasting Cruelty and Beauty: A Morning Haiku

Cruelty is easy 

Creating beauty? Hard work 

This is my focus 

Facing fear, putting it in its place 

Fears can speak loudly 

We must learn to not let them

Paralyze our will

My body wants to sleep, but not my mind

Now the night moves in

My body wanting to sleep

My mind resisting 

An evening haiku

This night now ending

Time to calm my random thoughts

And embrace my rest

Seattle’s Smoke: A Haiku

A crescent moon
Tinted red by the wind’s
California remnants

Anxiety and Mindless Guilt

Our hearts torture us
Pronouncing us quite guilty
Anxiety’s cruel

Lovers of Violence

We love violence
Romance of the gunslinger
Murderous outlaws

This morning’s meditation

Circumstances speak 

As I lay within my bed

Seeing life’s beauty 

LISTENING To Music 

As youth I chose
To deeply explore music
Each word critical 

Music is critical to me. For my teenage years, I focused my study there. Well, as best as I could focus at that age. Music means so very much to me. Understanding the way lyrics, melody and harmony intersect for the good of the story carried great value. 

I seek to recapture that. Spent some time this morning enjoying it again. Until life’s demands intruded. Soon, I’ll return. These delights critical to my soul.