Be Water [Free Verse]

The floating feather
that eludes my grasp
isn't haughty or gleeful.

It just rolls, slips, glides,
and is gone.

The Dance [Free Verse]

What force dances one 
into this lovely state?

Light & ecstatic,
Blissful but calm.

Each breath a drug
that sends delicate
shimmers rippling
through the universe.

What force, indeed?

Beyond Eye & Mind [Kyōka]

a bare tree,
beside the stream,
sent leaves to the sea:
how far did they get?
"beyond eye & mind."

To the Sea [Haiku]

a leaf speeds over
the falls; is trapped below,...
bobs to the surface.

Willows [Haiku]

willows dangle
over flowing waters:
reaching not touching.

Impromptu [Haiku]

impromptu stream
flows an uncut course
from Spring spillage.

The Slow Flow [Haiku]

teal mountain stream
flows past rock's fluid striations,
proof flow can be slow.

The Flow Slows [Haiku]

seated on the wall,
beside the rushing creek,
the world slows.

PROMPT: Lose Yourself

Daily writing prompt
What activities do you lose yourself in?

Any that I can. If I can’t, it’s probably a tedious work-a-day task that I’m trying to get through so that I can get back to activities in which I can lose myself.

A Feather in Flow [Free Verse]

How do I roll like a
feather in flow?

The one that can't be
pulled from the pool.
It slips around the
lifted hand,
Retreating back into
the water that it never
really left.

It's like sleight of hand
one plays upon oneself:
at once magician & mark.

The faster one snatches at it,
the greater the miss.
The slower one moves,
the more frustratingly
one sees one's failure.

How to roll like a feather in flow?