I’ve looked everywhere but I can’t seem to find you … you’re in the last place
Posts Tagged ‘my life’
the last place
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, poems, poetry, reflections, musings, thoughts, writing, my life, relationships, love on 2010/09/02 | 1 Comment »
double thunderclap
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, poems, poetry, reflections, musings, writing, my life, bicycling, commuting, thunderstorm on 2010/08/31 | Leave a Comment »
double thunderclap just as I’m leaving for work . . . lightning bike commute
backyard fetch
Posted in poetry, tagged dragonflies, haiku, musings, my life, nature, poems, poetry, reflections, writing on 2010/08/29 | Leave a Comment »
got a backyard fetch . . . happy four-wing dragonflies flitting and flashing
tied together
Posted in media, music, poetry, tagged haiku, poems, poetry, reflections, musings, writing, my life, music, electronic music on 2010/08/29 | Leave a Comment »
a Gordian knot my brain’s shoes tied together . . . from the inside out “Baby’s Got a New Labyrinth” – Robert Lew composer – 1995-1996 (the mp3 is mixed somewhat heavy on the bass – you might want to turn it down a bit… oh well) :) We did our bestest!
quite a ride
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, life, musings, my life, personal, poems, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing on 2010/08/28 | 2 Comments »
climbed high in my tree . . . it took me for quite a ride but the ride ended
waiting there
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, my life, personal, poems, poetry, random, reflections, relationships, writing on 2010/08/27 | 6 Comments »
how far could I run . . . to some other galaxy you’d be waiting there
except this one
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, my life, poems, poetry, reflections, time, work, writing on 2010/08/24 | 5 Comments »
counting the minutes sixty in every hour . . . except for this one
not a box
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, my life, poems, poetry, reflections, relationships, thoughts, we, writing on 2010/08/21 | 4 Comments »
oh, your box of no it’s too small for me to fit . . . we is not a box
at her door
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, music, musings, my life, personal, poems, poetry, reflections, relationships, writing on 2010/08/21 | 4 Comments »
flowers at her door and back to the cab I go . . . but wait, she appears “Oh What a Crying Shame” The Mavericks – This is Texas, what song did you think I’d use? :) I grew up in Texas so I gotta love me some country, of course. This is my favorite…

































