Carpe Diem Special #196 Hamish Gunn’s 2nd “on the street corner”


unwelcome advance ironic

still alone


a child sings

notes of melancholy

will the door open


I watched life

acting out, shedding values

damn it was fun


too late frantic

realizations of passion

kids will still cry


lamppost chatter

a warm summer evening

cold hearts


I wish to breathe

if might love be found

I wish to breathe


Carpe Diem Special #196 Hamish Gunn’s 2nd “on the street corner”

Carpe Diem Special #195 Hamish Managua Gunn’s first “full snow moon”

walk midnight moon

illuminate snow white mood

angelic flakes dance


what winter wants

a storm a violent thrust

climactic layers


spread across well lit

skies a cold moon regrets

peaceful white solace


Carpe Diem Special #195 Hamish Managua Gunn’s first “full snow moon”

Favor Today – Carpe Diem #910 Bitterness/Sour

favor love today

spiritual reckoning

soft heart Grace seek


we are a prison

locked inside our fantasy

bitter reminder


like a winter peace

we do when love does cry

know no sour taste


examine labors

delicious wise fruition

express love alive


Carpe Diem #910 Bitterness/Sour

Slight Night – Carpe Diem #190 – Special

Carpe Diem Special #190


I could if right

eyes glance inside sky

long winding night


that hurt we know

while evening stars shine

fallen away glow


we could do this

always together alone

secure stars soul


still a waking hour

waits to suggest a circle

again seeks night sky

Carpe Diem #891 Joy of Living

We would choose ice

floes slap seal where currents

run strong summer


a ski swift we

fall forever snow icy depths

then Joan Baez sings


cabin warmth snow cling

melts in shadowed wintertime view



fresh air freeze

sillhouettes in our travel

on nature’s ice


we would warm

sweet breeze of arctic air

our lives alive again

Searching Haiku

Seventeen years old

frightened, confused, still alone

I wonder how long


when age begins to

speak vulnerability

eyes remain closed


recall philosophy

speaks of learning moments

we all begin today


once when I knew

who we became on that day

the bark peeled away


loose branches trip fall

the weight of our lives sway

within river’s crest


I stand alone with

only a memory without why

still seventeen today.