Too old for pick up
and go – live in the moment
shit, but…what the hell.
Adventure
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Winter sun
Summer is golden
butterscotch, January
skim milk, thin weak pale.
All nighter
Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
Diner
Booths shelter those hung
over, elbows tacky with
pancake syrup spills.
Poor business decision
I quit my job to
work on my haiku blog. Chance
of millions, slim / none.
Haiku of the day
Wisdom’s spark. Fortune
cookie poetry message
ignites hope change growth.
Paleo
Carbs like clouds. When gone
clarity returns. Blue sky
thinking open mind.
Possibilities
Vague tomorrow is
malleable until tempered
by the here and now.
Abandoned blog
Held back by your tight
seventeen syllable leash,
I write elsewhere now.
Driving cross country
West Coast starting line
pavement our road map we head
east back to our roots.
a haiku a day 