Lions, Tigers and Bears
The fear of future failures fans the flames of fantasy. Only deep inward breaths, and slow outward ones, can bring me back to the comfort of
Brighter Than the Night
I wake and see the light ahead— it’s dawn. Memories of my grandmother murmuring over my tear-stained face, a bit of wisdom I have never forgotten
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Haikus | October 15, 2025
1 The leaves are falling, Yesterday's dew, white frosting, The heart longs to share. 2 I sit cross legged, savoring deep cleansing breaths, eyes
And the Captain Said
Norma would tell stories, some her father had told her, and some about him. Albert Edward Mackay, pronounced Mackai, was born in the Gorbals on the
Lightning
In the beginning there was my beloved. She pulled me out of the vortex centered on myself and into a life, blind with love, filled with
Lighting
A Love Letter to My Teachers
It’s morning. The radiators are making their gentle symphony for the first time this fall. The day will be filled with writing, learning my piece
Between The Sound and the River
At daybreak the air holds a slight chill. There is something about the light on this fall morning. It will be a good day to ride
Worthy
I close my eyes and see us in our youthful bliss between the tempest of our teens and our children’s first breath. Friday dinners at
The Three Marks of Existence
Impermanence: In awe and wonder, snowflakes melting on my tongue, winter leads to spring Non-Self: Expecting the self, the river reflects us all, moonlight has
An Autumn Kigo
1 The morning sun rises, a painted leaf sails downstream, The heron takes flight 2 Trees are mirrored, the swan glides in their shadows, rain drops
In Memory of a Friend
One blush of a fall morn, water leaps from jagged cliffs, birds break the silence Two in the crisp open field, mourners lean against the wind,