Res Waterfall
Haibun The waterfall foams as it rushes over weathered black rocks. Its steady roar is a constant, alluring song whose lyrics I almost make out. Almost. sunlight gleaming from running water just sitting...
Tagged: sun
Northern Light
Poem The light was still ours. It leaked from your eyes And your smudged hand Remains forever poised over Blank sheet. Night is never ending In that, we can agree. What little sun...
Realizations
Poem I realized, Perfect weekend is sitting in bed and reading a book I realized, You cannot have everything you want in life. I realized, It is okay to have no one beside...
Day of a Pilgrim
Poem Before grey alleys or colorful homes empty their contents into the predawn streets like loose change from an old purse, the moment between sleep and awake lingers and the morning air is...
