I long for far shores
With sands of white, green, and black
The sea like bright gems
3/11/2022
At last the wayward sun has shown its face
And lit the grey, dead ground with beams of life
Would that it never went away again
And stayed instead never far from my gaze
3/10/2022
Such joy you bring
With bark, sniff, and snuggle
And I only wish
You could stay forever
But we have such time yet
With many forevers in between
3/9/2022 – a haiku
If the wind is breath
Is it whispering to us?
Is the rain its tears?
3/8/2022
Oft the earth trembles beneath my feet
Not great and loud and rumbling
But quiet
As a bird at dawn
And I can hear its words
Its pain
Its want
As it speaks with a voice
Of billions
Lived and gone
Who now dwell within it
3/7/2022
What power has the morning over me?
A great deal, it turns out.
3/5/2022
After a long-expected time of rest
I find my troubles still lying in wait
And thus I think it’s time that they confessed
Their hungers, relaxation will not sate
3/4/2022 – a haiku
Of words that are gold
One small wisdom I’ve been told:
Let this truth unfold
3/3/2022
How far must I go
How many horizons seek
How much chaos endure
Before the threads interweave
The tapestry forms
The harmonies of this stream
Sing
3/2/2022
Would but that I could
Change the stream
Bend its flow
Point it elsewhere
Alas that the stream ever carries me
And its mouth remains
Unmoved
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