Holy, holy day
creation unto itself
and yet separate

Traveling through fog

while riding over the bridge:
Watch for metaphors

Even in whispers

there are things we don't want said,
And yet, they are said

 Haiku (With Apologies to Journey)

Don't stop the breathing

It goes on and on and on

Till you can't hold on

from 2012

People often ask
What is it about haiku?
I think I can't say.

Everything flickers

Life flashing before my eyes
I change the light bulb

Ad for a used cat

One of many things I read
Without my glasses