September 30, 2025

 haiku's birthday.  

He would be have been 22 years. RIP, sweet imp!

Life Lesson #10,929

 

Sometimes it is as simple as looking up at the exact right moment.  Otherwise you might miss the left eye of a buck.  

A mop of pollen

for a hat, imagine that.  What other silly rhymes have you encountered today for which you are not so pleased.  Check your email.  

Zeroing

                      in on the subtleties  of a purple dahlia.  For instance, the light in its centerfold.  What subtlety needs to be scene in this moment?  

 

Organic serotonin

I imagine the words Freddy and Fritz are dreaming-up for me.

 

Like people, some places

 immediately attract you and wish only to linger.  Here's to those people, to those spaces.  

 

Sometimes a tree,

especially its roots, need the assurance of a sky.  This eucalyptus has found  home.