Northbound 5:20 p.m. RR Pluses And Minuses: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

Westward view of Utah Lake near Lindon from the 5:20 pm Northbound Front RunnerThe wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.
You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.
Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.
A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.

Harmonic Memories Of A Sunset Float: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

Oohm float sunset, July, Lake Winneconne, WisconsinGazing at her golden hair
and softly glowing skin/
made me wish I was again there.
A Midwest lake: I’m diving in.

I float in the sunset,
and lay there, half submerged;
half warmed by sun, half cooled with wet;
harmonizing breathing and chirping birds.

An hummed experience of oohhmmm that was new.
A sung peace that tuned my innermost core.
The harmonic returns again as I view
her golden-toned decoutage’ once more.

She somehow can carry within her calm face
the memories and tones of another peaceful place.

What Is Life’s Destination: Romantic IMprov Sonnet

It doesn’t matter where the trail goes,
the kind of views we see.
Travel’s about life’s ebb and flow;
the connection of you and me.

The activities we could daily face
would pale in significance,
and become secondary in their place
to what we do in our own love’s dance.

Others may travel far and wide
to create their new experience.
But we, firmly at each other’s side,
daily grab and relish that chance.

For our souls have learned that these facts are true:
I’m your touchstone, and my destination is you.

Embracing Beauty: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Sunrise on the Vashon Island ferry dock, July 2011 - Puget Sound beauty
A friend from the Midwest saw this photo of the sunrise over the Vashon Island ferry dock, She asked: “If one sees this every day, does one notice the beauty everyday?”
Valid question, to which I wrote this haiku:

Beauty shows herself./
She appears in diff’rent forms./
We embrace each view.