Weather – Haibun

The weather affects me, whether I like it – or not. What else can truly tell me how to dress for the day? Anything but the weather itself is just someone else’s opinion. What else dictates whether I spend time outside? And if so, doing what? Playing an instrument? Riding a bike? Sledding? Only the weather can tell me; only the weather whethers the changing days.

Waking atmosphere
Bringing in the morning light
Wordless, shaping day.

My first Haibun (prose and Haiku) for

Haiku: Holy Breath, States Matter, Dove, Pinwheel

Four modern, mystical haiku. They may not hold to the true Japanese form of beautiful, brief poetry. But they are written to be spiritual and about nature – sometimes the natural world, sometimes human nature. Like my
Limericks collection,
these are reminders of Cosmic Consciousness or God.

Holy Breath

Taking your first breath
Birth, love you don’t remember
Still what’s true is true

States Matter

Solid, liquid, gas
Ice, Water, steam; earth, sea, sky
Energy transforms


Coo, coo, soft and sweet
The dove soars, strong, free, complete
That Spirit is yours


Spinning sun with rays
A beanstalk from Earth to Sky
WHIRRR! The first pinwheel