Monthly Archives: July 2013

Taking the Wheel

As the song goes, “life is a highway.” Sometimes it’s an amazing ride, but other times we have to make hard choices about the roads we travel. No matter what, I think most of us find life better in the … Continue reading

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Liberation

There is little more valuable than one’s freedom.  Sometimes it’s a curse and sometimes a blessing.  But it’s always a gift we should treasure. Shackled aptitude. Founders until vision clears Heavenly yearnings Aspiring passion Leaps of ground-defying faith Liberating souls … Continue reading

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Kamishibai (Haibun)

Our days are busy. We often miss the flowers along the roadside. The hummingbird at the feeder skits past before we recognize it. The smells of the air after a summer thunderstorm remain lost to our senses. Instead, we focus … Continue reading

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Imagination

It felt like a good day for a haiku. This trio uses a little imagination as I lose myself in a flower. Splashes of orange Beauty blooming in green spaces Hidden surprises Entrancing petals Rose diamonds sparkle afield Lovely solitude … Continue reading

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Suntan Lines

With the idea of sundamaged skin cast aside, there are few things I find as enticing or sensual as suntan lines. So this week’s writing prompt turned out to be a lot of fun. Suntan Lines I trace the outline … Continue reading

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Charged

A short poem that was written to reflect on a “charged” passion. Tantalizing, a randy prize. There’s no escape, she tightly grips. Our soulful wants, begin to rise. Passions forming, moral eclipse. That raven hair and sparkling eyes. An electric … Continue reading

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Wildfire Fingerprints (Haibun)

My dreams take me to lush woods with rolling hills. It’s there where I refresh myself in cool streams of spring water. The forest canopy shielded me from the harsh sun. And while I enjoyed a cool afternoon breeze, the … Continue reading

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