Morning Fall in Haiku

leaves Whisper loud

the breeze will carry our soul

no tear allowed


hazy morning sunrise

stream in quiet Whisper notice

good to be wise


simple flower fold

to time I Whisper grateful

will I be thought old


cover my release

when sky chills seasonal autumn

Whisper sweet my peace

Whisper While We Weep

I walked along a lonely country road,

saw shadows while a setting sun said hello,

seemed to speak to me, just to me alone,

yet I would know a world exists beyond me.

How many mornings have I noticed you rise

without any fanfare I just know you are there

despite the shadowed energy covers you,

there still exists a daylight you cast upon me.

When will the days begin to string together,

those that offer harmony and sweet luxury

of honest appraisal, a parallel universe

where all of us able can share in the delight.

We weep while around the corner we hear whisper

Our lives are similar, the country road will prosper.