Time Haiku

Breaths pass, moments tick

In Time's abyss...forever

Why do I waste them?




it will happen

 



Keyhole Haiku

I leave the key out

it leaves free spirits and breeze

ways to come and go

Her

She is waiting..somewhat impatiently.
She's been around for a while. She lives in a novel I've been slowly tapping away at.

Many overlooked her as a mere woman until she allowed a portrait to be painted.
In the portrait, she displayed her prize.

Her Prize

Detail of a painting I have been working on... For three years. I never finished it.

It's a gentle reminder that Madam is knocking on my door lately.
Darla... she says... have you forgotten? You promised to spill all the gory details. Now get to it.

Cypress Tree

beneath still waters

entwined roots and fish mingle

only seems lonely

Spider's Web Haiku

Rain Soaked Spider's Web

Glistening Globules Growing

Along Silken Strands

What was the worst advice you've ever received?

To "forego art and writing and get a real job, you can do the others in your spare time."
What a crock! I only wasted years working for someone else's benefit, and ignoring my passions.

Ask me anything