Haiku

morning pumpkin spice
as the leaves dance to the ground
rice sparrows chirping

tranquil and peaceful
a river of memories
heaven reflected

Rambles or ambles
ending up in fun tumbles
walking, good for us

Boundless pleadings and
Prayers couldn’t bring her back
Met a psychopath

I have no powers.
I cannot be your hero.
I can’t save myself!

She wrote:

Two dogs on the beach
different masters
Yin/Yang

Asked me to turn...

Caught in it's essence

A cool crystal clear lake

Beauty that abounds

Thud! acorns just fall
into tiny dirt puddles
every damn autumn

mr ghost moon
he smirks at my reflection
through a small window

sleeping winter...

salty liquorice
a taste of forgotten days
in Icelandic woods

shiny golden wax
the brown leaves fall in silence
August muffles bye

I don't feel I belong
not where I should

and not where I go

Truth, Trust and Time
Is all I'm waiting to find
Every second of everyday
The truth...

Lakeside in August,
Cold beer, calm breeze, warm weather.
I cannot complain.

I used to flow like a river water,
A little crevice that let me slip through the rocks;
...

drip! the first spec of
water falling in autumn
as the leaves change shade

into red...

casting an old rod
to fish for fallen blue stars
and planets to live