Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.
Morning ritual
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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.
Sufficient
Some days it’s enough:
an absent child’s return, a
dog’s rapt love, a kiss.
Hope
Dark fear crackling at
the edges, the heart beats on,
pulsing core of light.
Snow blind
Spiraling flakes, like
small hands opening wide, feel
their way down to earth.
Family fight
After, we’re gentle
with each other, as if we’re
tending open wounds.
Almost spring
Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.
Long walk in sunshine
Dog is lagging yet
clear skies pale green leaves urge me
to linger longer.
New mother
She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.
a haiku a day 