Get Promises Fulfilled = Do The Work: Haiku

My inspired promise

languishes, unfulfilled, still.

I’ll start writing NOW.

Signs Of Hope Spring: Haiku

The greening of old/
oak trees is a sign not just/
of Spring, but of hope.

Think. Don’t be so quick/
to raise your hand to serve, cuz/
most really don’t care.

Writing a haiku/
on Kobayashi Maru/
is hard. Done. I won.

This is the New Year:
A time i can choose to act,
be, and feel diff’rent.

Alone, burning fire,
I clear, clean, and cleanse the past;/
Wish for future growth.

My garden may be

the most mixed up ever seen,

but I planted it.

Buying seeds to plant/

isn’t the same as planting,

weeding, harvesting.

When you have at last /

planted all of your gifted

wildflowers, you rest.

I learned a new word,

but it quickly disappeared.

It’s ephemeral.