Quarantine

Sunlight comes through the box bay at a low slant white washing two waxy leaves of a peace lily Two sheets and two blankets folded pick up rays of the last lingering light before illuminating an oval of scrimshaw in the spotlight The horizon will marble peach, steel grey and coral soon but for now … More Quarantine

Sunrise, Sunset

Growth Sunrise today is underwhelming at least as far as colors are concerned yet my kitty and I still sit on the window seat to watch the light grow and grow and grow every moment eternal every moment finite Sunset Haiku “Feed me please,” she purrs, “by the back window because sunset’s blaze soon fades.” … More Sunrise, Sunset

Whirlygigs

Unlike the acorn that just plops to the ground the maple bursts of whirlygigs, usually in conjoined pairs, twirl to the ground like Sufi dancers when released from their high branches As a child I used to pick up these seeds that fell on unfertile asphalt and throw them up as high as I could … More Whirlygigs

Journey to Heaven

All the way to heaven is heaven itself. –  Zen saying Ah, the journey to heaven has no end no beginning either for that matter It’s the journey itself that makes an imprint with each step Heaven is felt as feet sink in damp grass It borders the path with willows and wildflowers You’ll find … More Journey to Heaven

Possibilities [haiku]

“Waking up this morning, I smile. Twenty-four brand new hours are before me. I vow to live fully in each moment and to look at all beings with eyes of compassion.” ― Thich Nhat Hanh Inhale the sunrise Embrace the day’s amazement Exhale the sunset   Top photo by Mohamed Nohassi courtesy of Unsplash Bottom photo by … More Possibilities [haiku]

Life as a Poem

I awoke to a windy flood of dawn, fall’s October beginning; I opened the shades, found that last night’s rain fall made flood puddle tunnels throughout the gardens. Before I let the cat out, I checked the tiny tunnel beneath the chipmunk rock, none were playing there this crisp morning. I read a dharma about … More Life as a Poem

Sunset Reflection

It is on fire, the sky. We see it as we walk from under the trees, a flame surrounded by wisps of steel grey. Sunset falls into the lake, the reflection as vibrant as the sky above with an added dimension of gently rippling on the surface of water, another place for the blaze to … More Sunset Reflection

Fire Haiku

Light illuminates consuming all energy until it births dark   Another poem inspired by the winter solstice.   Image by Pixabay