Twilight River [Haiku]

at twilight,
the glassy river
pretends stillness.

Wee Hours [Free Verse]

In the wee hours,
The city becomes a blur
Of color and motion,
But the moon
Is the moon
Is the moon.

Hills of Tranquility [Free Verse]

Stony hills
Blanketed in green;
Softened -
Yet still hard.
Silent -
Yet riotous
As wind buffets
My face when I
Speed past.

Dragonhead [Tanka]

dragonhead
rises up out of a cloud,
over the city.
how many see the cloud,
but not the dragon?

FIVE WISE LINES [September 2025]

The aim of introduction is to conceal a person’s identity.

George Mikes, How To Be an Alien

From the beginning our philosophers have tried to teach us how to die,
and our poets have taught us that to contemplate death
is to learn to live.

Jonathan weiner, Long for this world

Nothing is harder to see into than people’s natures.

Zhuge liang [a.k.a. Kongming], The WAy of the General

To know how to eat is to know how to live.

Auguste Escoffier

Reality can be beaten with enough imagination.

Mark twain

Ripple Chaos [Haiku]

raindrops ripple paddy water; 
wavelets wrap into grain stalks.

Cascade [Haiku]

after the rains,
water cascades in ways
never seen before.

Cloud Avalanche [Haiku]

clouds fill the valley:
a gauzy avalanche
in slow motion.

Sun Tinged [Haiku]

mountain snow:
tinged orange
by sunrise.

“Thou Strainest Through the Mountain Fern” (A Fragment) by William Wordsworth [w/ Audio]

Thou strainest through the mountain fern,
A most exiguously thin
Burn.
For all thy foam, for all thy din,
Thee shall the pallid lake inurn,
With well-a-day for Mr. Swin-
Burne!
Take then this quarto in thy fin
And, O thou stoker huge and stern,
The whole affair, outside and in,
Burn!
But save the true poetic kin,
The works of Mr. Robert Burn'
And William Wordsworth upon Tin-
Tern!