no other choice

is this devotion?
without a care in the world
the bird sings its song

happy to be here

just another day
ordinary in its charm
and oh so perfect

another journey
three hundred sixty-five days
dance around the sun

perfection

sand, water, my feet
dance together on the shore
perfect harmony

my haiku
washed away by waves
perfection!

somehow in nature
I feel perfection expressed
and don't resist it

waves leave lines
art need not be made
yet it calls

marine blue sparkles
cross currents celebrating
a gorgeous palette

wrongness is
in the eye of the
beholder

[lou reed~ perfect day]

light casting shadows
on the sparkling sand beneath
a pearly white glow

imagine
space between the planks
expanding

pay attention now

what a difference
a week of sunshine can make
so many new greens

seasons unending
delays only imagined
progress is assured

the iris says
see my gorgeous hue?
have a sniff

while I was driving

surely I had some haiku thoughts

but now they are gone

forces of nature

shocked awake by light
while pleading with thunderstorms
illusions shattered

spring beauties
tender pink cups with
striped petals

shy wild oats
teased me with longing
I see you

a day late...

hey I just noticed
cinco de mayo passed me
no margarita

small things
pushing up mountains
act on faith

cheerful blooms
sprinkled in the lawn
they taste sweet

stamens arch
contrast against the
bright color