(2015)
Winter Haiku
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,