My Pre-Dawn Mind: A Morning Haiku

Sitting here, pre-dawn 

My mind frantic with work stuff

The night is quiet

I’m awake, my mind reeling with ideas. Sadly, but restful, peaceful ones. Rather, things I need to change, ideas i need to incorporate. In the morning calm, my brain is editing my work. But they most desirable thing, I guess. It doesn’t facilitate and being of being well rested. The

My response? Open up my tablet and capture these notions, then set an Afghan to remind me to look at them once in at work. It calms my mind. 

A Cycling Haiku

I move with the wind
Upon these steel wheels
Over asphalt night

I was able to ride this evening. Something I delight to do, though time has been challenging of late. The feeling of drifting over the road has long brought me tranquility and peace. A critical peace of my sanity while, as a young teen, I watched my mother consumed with cancer. Motion soothed my tortured soul. 

Daily Haiku: Awoke By My Fears

Awoke by my fears
Not an unusual thing
Though I’ve grown weary 


I’ve long hated my mind’s tendency to torment me late at night. Bringing up ancient mistakes, dragging forth unlikely scenarios, so many ways my mind finds to attack my tranquility.