There’s a tall spiky soft plant in a formerly hanging basket on the deck. This morning at first light ...
Homebody
Everything is fine...
Where the letters are
Go out to birdsong sit amongst the petunias looking at...
In the buddhist way
This boy made me...
Strait to ice mountain
early spring morning....
Looking outward to see in word
morning haiku
Listening to the love letter
when I feel constrained by the life I have allowed my...
Radical enjoyment (3 haiku/senryu)
morning sunbeams cycling through...
Stand and be a vessel
I spent so long...
The unborn / the blank sheep
Loving my children with this...
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