At end of the hunt
Owls calling meditation
Cooling cup of tea.
At end of the hunt
Owls calling meditation
Cooling cup of tea.
An ancient graveyard.
Monuments and markers tell
Tales of family.
Venus morning star,
and my thoughts turn to you.
Beauty shining bright.
Oh, what should we seek,
happiness or contentment?
A different world…
American life,
Where even poor seem rich, free,…
But not for dreamers!
When I read Basho,
Thoughts of order and beauty,
Not just bashed out.
Touch up here, and there,
hustle, getting ready for spring showers.
Baby on the way!
Chirpings and twitters
in glorious morning chorus.
One cat quiets!
Thoughts of leaving you,
Not seeing, holding, loving you.
Three days like, always…
Bittersweet life comes
When rhythm and harmony are lost.
In music and love