Wednesday, traveling at high speed: A Haiku

Wednesday had gone past

So very much has been done

Longing for the trees

Goodbye August

Now it’s striking me

That August will end today 

September? Oh, my!


Seasons change, life flows and evolves. Sometimes we get to notice. 

Forgotten Tomorrow

Into the edge 
Of the forgotten tomorrow. 
Faster than the
Flights of dreams.

Come my heart. 
More powerful than
This vacant, dusty 
Fantasy. Enrichment
Filled senses
Collapse into
Mindlessness.

Strolling Observations

Moving through evening air
At the correct speed to notice
Changes amidst life around me.

Cherry trees blooming, blossoms
A gentle riot upon still visible branches
But, a few trees remain barren, though

Not yet dead. Springtime’s possibility
Not accepted yet upon those limbs
Winter’s grip remains, but waning.

The Illusion of Distance

Distance sometimes
Seeks to play tricks
Upon our hearts.
The torment of
Separation a magnificent
Illusion. Love connects
Deeper than space/time.
We are no farther apart
Than our dreams.