Frustrations pounding
Cruely dissecting my faults
Mountain air saves me
Tag: poetry
Prime Haiku
Wrapped within three lines
Syllables five, seven, five,
Beauty in those primes
Love is not domination
Love is free from fear
Force and control is not love
Important, this is
Work Life Balance
I need to answer
How much am I willing to
Let work dominate
History’s Ghosts
Social memory
History’s ghostly echos
Silently speaking
Well, It’s Thursday
And now Friday eve
A week traveling too fast;
Buzzing brain waves glow
Muses of Misery
Drifting mind
Slaughtered within
Its own rages
Brutalizing itself
Uncaring; damage done
Lost, calling silently
Screaming into
Empty echoes
Heard by no one
And surprised
By the lack
Of response
Heedless of its
Own demand
For isolation.
This vacant
Land inhabited
By the muses
Of misery
Tyranny of the Urgent: A Haiku
Lost within the now
Tyranny of the urgent
No future in sight
A Haiku From The Past
Upon air I fly
Drifting lightly, clouds below
Light flows into night
This one came from my notes. Written in 2010, but not about air travel.
Tasty Grace
Flowing gracefully
Lovely delights upon bread
Peanut butter rocks!