Brutal impulsesĀ
Brought forth by deep frustrationsĀ
Malware crafters: ugh!
Tag: poetry
The Future, Uncaring
Focus upon the Now
Minutes collapsingĀ
Zen-like focus on the now;
Only this moment
Listening to Steven Reich’s “Music For 18 Musicians”
Complexities flow
Harmonics interplaying
Rhythmical power
A Seattle Weekend
Tuesday Morning Positivity
Monday Morning Haiku
A kinda Mother’s Day Haiku
Remember this day;
For some “mother” is painful.
I watch the grey skies
On this day where we celebrate motherhood, my heart reminds me of those whose mothers were horrific. Mothers tortured by addiction and, thus, absent or corrosive. Some deal with far worse. Remember those who remember “Mother” with fear, horror or painful emptiness.