Sunday, August 2, 2026

Haibun


A Night Alone   

 

It is a rain pinging, downspout gurgling, wind gusting, pines shushing, leaves swishing night. It is a game after game of solitaire losing night. It is a facing eternity, an aging awareness, a "what's life all about?" night.  It is a tug of war between graceful acceptance and angry depression night. It is a slow ticking of time, of darkness until the first filaments of dawn infiltrate the recesses of my brain with a new day’s promises night. 

 

twenty-first birthday

able to vote and to drink

to follow all my dreams

            joys and riches wait ahead

            the rainbow's gold within reach   

 

young and foolish

seeing the distant future

with myopic eyes

knowing now that blurred vision

is a gift that gives us hope


Adelaide Literary Magazine

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Haiku


 swaying grasses
brush against bare arms
thoughts of you
Modern Haiku

Saturday, June 13, 2026

Haiku


 abandoned homestead
spring breezes rustle
old memories
The Millbrook Independent

Haiga

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