Shooting star, bright joy,
Lighting the darkness of night.
Now just memories…
fleeting
Missing you… for Jenna
Shooting star, bright joy,
Lighting the darkness of night.
All too quickly gone,
2020 Hindsight…
The future may be bleary as we stand on the cusp of a new year,
Looking back, our vision is 2020,
With the change of season, reason, we may find cheer.
on the Journey…
Creativity for the Haiku portion of this blog has been dim these past few years. Something I’m always thinking about… But, lately I’ve been thinking also about the other half, the journey portion, and that has still been continuing. Old doors closing and new ones opening, adventures and travel…
So, until the creativity kicks back in, and maybe beyond, I’m going to be posting about this journey. I’ll mix a little of this happened, with this is happening, to thus are the dreams…
Just a quick update tonight, I’ll be back in a couple of days.
Quiet time…
At end of the hunt
Owls calling meditation
Cooling cup of tea.
In memoriam…
Shooting star, here, gone!
Lighting our lives briefly. Now…
We shine less brightly.
…Sydney Aiello, Parkland Florida victim!
Haunted…
Dead man haunting you?
Was everything you are not…
Courageous hero!
People…
People. People who call themselves
by a name, a label.
People who place themselves
at the head of the table.
People who invoke for themselves
some elusive power.
People who see themselves
as the need of the hour.
People who see themselves
Worthy of all honor.
Who see their god as helpless, ineffective,
in Towers imagine,
Themselves above all others.
Release…
Morning mountain sun
Arising to a new day
Winter slips away
Diva-D
Her vanity plate,
speaks “self proclaimed!”
diva, be she cannot.
Yoda, star date: 2347.96543328
