Beautiful beyond
beyond being beyond words
this beautiful bond

The phenomenon
Of doing just one more thing
Is what makes us late

I own some pet peeves
And I feed them every day
I should let them go

A spoonful of hope
Something I wish to imbibe
When life tastes bitter

947

"What is reply all?"
it seems this writer's asking
all thirteen of us

Rest Haiku 943-946

My foot catches on
before the rest of me does
so I trip and fall

Yes, there was the rest
and there was a creation
of Shabbat itself

We each need to pause
to cease our work or movement
to rest and relax

Can we ever rest
with mountains behind mountains
that need to be climbed?

Prompted by HaikuHorizons

Life's a dialogue
between our various selves
past, present, future

941

I am the author,
not a character you wrote,
in my life story

That line about cracks
being where the light gets in
captures where I've been

It bothers me when
you're not listening because
you're a therapist

Skip Haiku

Light springy skipping
Switching off hops on each foot
I dream of this joy

Go from point to point
Disregard what intervenes
Skip when you need to

Ricochet and bounce
like a stone on a river
both light and heavy

Leo Buscaglia
skipped about and played with leaves
till his end of days

With Gratitude to Haiku Horizons

Our thoughts guide our eyes
Much of what we view are lies
Watch your thoughts, be wise

How is it we pray?
Timing ourselves by the clock?
Or with our soul's breath?

Match Haiku (929-932)

Matches go out fast
A candle's flame lasts longer
Oh let's be candles

I'm scared of matches
The little cardboard book ones
and the blind date kind

Above the surface
and below, we are two ways
We need to match them

It's like in tennis,
playing both sides of the match
that's how I live life

Thanks to Haiku Horizons for the prompt.

Say that you see me
if you see my poetry
then that's what will be

927 - A Swing Haiku

Breathing with the flow
Riding the swing, not pushing
Living the moment

Thanks to Haiku Horizons for the prompt.