close to home
salt air and scrub pine
on the trail
** Failed Haiku A Journal of English Senryu September 2016
Haigaonline Summer Gallery 2016
**** small stone the hiking trail bends away from the wind **** Akitsu Quarterly Spring 2016
that golden day
meandering a country road
i taste it again
the birth of passion
for wild growing things
Seize the Poem – blackberries/childhood memories/summer (photo prompt)
walking the trail
alone with my blisters until…….
a blue jay!
Carpe Diem – Medicine Buddha
The winter woods hold the silence I crave. Though barren and bereft of green, lacking in birdsong, and harboring a dampness that can get into my bones, I have come to love the winter. It is my desert place. I can hear myself think in the winter. And sometimes I can hear the wisdom voice that whispers in us all. Wandering the silent woods, I discover a stark and singular beauty not present in the lushness of the other seasons. How blessed am I!
For Recuerda Mi Corazon – Haiku My Heart