The Moon on this Night

Screams at me tonight

Can you want to please hear it

I am listening!

This Love Thing

Wakes me, lets me wonder

All the day left a ponder

Knowing I wander

Some Wonder

If is where we go

Could they really always know

For their LOVE we grow

Walk Through The Door

Tell me only why

Portend a night starlit sky

This love would we cry


if quiet evolve

the art of compassion

sweet is her resolve


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

Mourning Haiku

October morning

Fresh, then leaves fall reckoning

Autumnal mourning.


~ finding my way, a personal journey ~