Being from Seattle
What’s frigid to me is just
Cool for so many
Tag: postaday
I’m not asleep
Night fell long ago
Yet sleep is avoiding me
I hear the highway
Oh sleep, I’ve requested your presence some time ago. Sigh…
Oh well, at least I can sleep in tomorrow.
Birds Singing at Dawn
The day’s beginning
With amazing potential
Bird’s singing at dawn
Early morning with birds singing boldly. I’m not quite ready to leave the comfort of bed and blankets. The sky slowly lightens, second by second.
Birds AwakenedÂ
This morning’s still dark
Abrupt noise into silence
Birds have awakened
This morning’s first birdsong came while I was dosing. Jarring enough to yank my attention. Does the first bird to speak get the early worm? Ot, perhaps, he gets the girl?
Good Night Haiku
Tonight’s Haiku: Buds Become Blossoms
A new testament
The hand of God drifting through
Buds become blossoms
My Morning Meditation
I sit in darkness
Concentrating on my breath
Focusing my mind
Fathers, Daughters, and Snapshots of Beauty
A friend and daughter
The gentle kiss upon her head
Witnessing sweetness
Lovers of Violence
We love violence
Romance of the gunslinger
Murderous outlaws
Facelessness: A Haiku
Perhaps they prefer
Victims to remain Faceless
I’m resisting such