Never go to a chill
rest’raunt and get takeout
when you’re in a rush.
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Grabbing Her At Night: Rhyming Haiku Lament
I grab her now like
she once grabbed me. There is no
result I can see.
Bell Bottom Intentions For High School Reunions
Backstory: As I prepared for my 50th High School Reunion (including registering on-line on the high school’s reunion site), a woman I barely knew and I started writing about past intentions, bell bottoms, and memories. One evening, I wrote several haiku based on life reflections… and thinking about wearing hip-hugger bell bottom’d jeans to the reunion.
Wearing bell bottoms
removes our blues, if we let
them make us groovy.
Put out intentions
for what you want, what you need,
what is right. They’ll come.
I fear to again
wear hip hugger jeans, for my
hips have long vanished.
[giggle].
I arise in a
zone, long ago forgotten,
searching with new eyes.
As My Vision Fades ImproVerse Sonnet
As I age,
My vision fades.
Yet I’m sure
I’m seeing more.
My experience fills in
views I’m seeing again.
And colors even more
scenes I’ve not seen before.
It’s frustrating to me,
this hazed fogginess I see;
but my sight was always poor,
so I accept the gaps and endure.
For even blurred pictures I now have at hand
Time lets me more clearly see and understand.
Few Regrets In Memories: Haiku
I wake up thinking
of past chances, mistakes, joys,
glad for few regrets.
Being Clean And Faithful: Haiku
I must clean, be clean,/
and have faith. Why are two so/
easy, and one not?
Nature’s Multiplier Effect: Prose
Today, I posted a prose piece about wildflowers, grounding/earthing, negative ions,
and their impact on our bodies, minds, souls. Yes, these can all improve our health. But what if Nature adds on to the impact of everything God gives us? What if there is a multiplier effect?
I think it’s an interesting hypothesis. Anyone want to prove it?
When Small Mem’ries Return: Grateful Haiku
Small moments from our
past may return. Mem’ries give
peace, comfort and joy.
Walt Whitman Ted Lasso Be Curious Hope: Haiku
In a month, after
decades, we’ll again meet. I
hope we’re curious.