(2013)
Haiku about friends
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart