I watched the day wake
As the sun made its way West
And out of my eyes
Haiku
s i l e n c e
it asks, tells nothing;
the silence is wonderful;
a wide open scape.
sunset casts….haiku!
A spider along
gilded angel hair; At last!
To dance with the sky
Haiku muse
Measured not by time
life is always happening
but what do I hold?
running haiku avalanche!
finally blood moves
to my pinky toes and hands;
whole body heartbeat
bare ground between trees,
shorter grass and white flowers
mark the subtle trail
feet in succession
dare not break the silence of
concentrated breaths
people drive in cars
I’m on my feet wondering
how much they do see
just above my legs
my body rides in calmness
my head reflects sun
feeling like noodles
the cooked ones, warm and loopy
but better than stiff
after braving pain
and sun settled concrete heat
a clean drink will do
dried sweat and clear mind
this bag of dirty laundry
wishes to be washed
Happy Friday!
Composer
Splashing through feelings
much like a happy person
Jumping through puddles
Happy start to today
I’m facing the edge
laying under crusty eyes
seeking life worthwhile
night drive haiku
sweet breath of darkness
cradles the sounds in my head
mixing in with night
Or so it seems
This morning, I came
to the conclusion that time
is an illusion.
Low sun
Lay under low sun’s
Evening dandelion light
Filtering through shades
