home is a hearth well

warmed by the presence of those

we hold close and love

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Inspired by Brett Christensen’s prompt: “Home.”

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Soon to be published: “To Chase the Sun,” a book of poetry with art and “The Doom the Came to Astoria,” a novel about pain and loss.

the ‘now’ is ripe with

feeling, the buzz of what the

next moment will bring

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In response to Brett Christensen’s House of Haiku prompt ‘ripe.’

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Coming in 2020:

My novel — The Doom that Came to Astoria

Book of Poetry with accompanied art — To Chase the Sun

Yellow leaves fall as

time churns ever on, but lo, for

Green, once more, will grow.

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Coming in 2020:

My novel — The Doom that Came to Astoria

Book of Poetry with accompanied art — To Chase the Sun

at times, it is a

horizonless sky, wide, open,

blanketing in view

—

it, also, can be

a speck of sand, lost in the

folds of palm’s tight grip

—

both are right, just as

it takes mountains and valleys

to build landscapes full

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The stars, they sing to

Me of wonder, filling me

With hunger for the new.

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at times we are the

ghosts of other’s lives, left not

to be remembered -

but only if unseen to

self, are we invisible

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do not burden hope

by living for the weekend

let it be worth more

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More was originally published in Haiku Hub on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

Unlock the Safe

un-entraped

by

canvas

winds

swaying

branches

both

bare and stale

to live

beyond

one’s

past

to have

endured

to have

survived

tasteless

skies

to live

unwrapped

safe

at rest

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Imagine

Imagine —

Imagine catching a tornado

Pin-balling

Back and forth

Off

The inside of your skull,

With only a butterfly net…

Now —

Now, imagine all you need, truly, is

To reach out into the stillness, grasp, and hold

Tight, hold tight to peace, The Confidence of True:

To know —

To know that if you leave the net behind,

Reach out with your hand,

And are still,

The butterfly will come to you.

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We must learn to let

The oceans sing their peace, to

Rage, until they sleep.

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Ocean Song was originally published in Haiku Hub on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.