Haikus of hope

Heightened, holding a 

Tentative taut twine of hope 

Clutching, releasing

--

Cautious steps

Of hope, fear hovers;

Fragile bloom

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Disappointment is

A heavy burden of grief 

Sad futility 

--

Feeling the 

warmth of sunshine; a

moment's gift 

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Transformed by

Inviting changed mind

Surrender

River remembrance (2024)

I'm by the river

One bridge of lit concrete,

One bridge of light, 

The reflection, a false

Horizon.

I'm alone here

Maybe just where I'm supposed to be.

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Murky stank, but you can't 

Smell it in the pictures of the moon peaking, the river's cadence...

Faded intent, sad gleams, 

I've got so little in me 

its an instinct, a response.

Incredible, the support, 

I should have taken a picture.

If Dick could have seen that... 

so many turned up. So many cared.

Even when you were hard to be around, sometimes- 

Still, the river drifts on.

I am calmed, I am 

Claimed. 

Sure recommendations for a one day at a time life

I don't recommend wanting

or hoping

because you're sure to be disappointed

but I also don't recommend numbing

or giving up

because you're alive and made for living

what is there to do? 

One day at a time 

Moment by moment 

Grieve

             Share

                            Cry

Hold yourself in a cocoon of compassion

One day at a time 

Moment by moment 

Daily dose of sunshine 

Deep breaths to fend off the doubts and fear 

One day at a time 

Moment by moment 

Being present to the thoughts, feelings and emotions in your body 

One day at a time 

Moment by moment 

Twenty years - you betcha!

A blooger, a blogger, a booger 

Almost the 20th anniversary; two decades of writing these occasional inspirations 

Overflowing to the modern outlet, the cacophony estuary of the internet 

Inspired by a professor assigning extra credit if we "try out this new medium" 

And does it still stand? Yes, and no, 

We've got X and Insta, Youtube and TikTok and whatever is coming next, 

We've got to communicate that's the thing

Cave walls, tablets of stone, papyrus, printing press, newspaper, mail, electronic mail.... 

We've got to share to be alive, even if it's just with ourselves

We live in glory days, my fingers funneling focus (fragmented) - ciphering it through code into HTML into the world. Why a glory, what a mystery, 

Here we are- 20 more to go?