On every day

With some kind encouragement

I’ve found a haiku

Appreciation

Be grateful for gratitude

Thanks will enrich you

1969

Rolled joints meant hazy trips

Now they’re trips and falls

1968

The year when the world rose up

Time of flux and fire

Twenty twenty-two

Please take it easy on us

Take a long deep breath

A common brown dog

With ancestry uncertain

The best of all breeds

Just beyond our sight

Fel temp reparatio

There’s no promise, but

Irony of love

Harshest nature is reserved

For those held most dear

On the battlefield

The bigger truck is safer

Unless you’re afoot

When tomorrow comes

Among all possible shapes

Hope for a round day

A broken mirror

Shattered to random pieces

Each reflecting me

In the winds of doubt

Partite assumptions are blown

Scattered like the leaves

Of bottomless blue

He dissolved into her eyes

Like rain on water

It must be like this

What we think is our choosing

Is an old story

I lament those gone

Who cannot share in this day

And hear the hawk’s cry

Do not fear darkness

Even death has its bad days

When the sun prevails

An ancient snowfall

Dinosaurs drank this water

Hard-frozen again