The Writer’s Drive, Or Not: Blogging Free Verse

I’m certain there is
much to say,
deep thoughts to share,
intelligent insights to expose
and uncover.

Right now,
I don’t know what they are,
I don’t know where they are,
and I don’t know
if I want to even find them.

Turn My Face To The Sun: Haiku

Just past noon, I turn
my face to the Sun, bask in/
warmth, know God loves me.

*(added to it the next day) —
The old Saint and I
basked in the warmth of the same
Sun, and both rejoiced.