A Fourth Of July Haiku

Many memories

Explosions of brilliant colors 

So much has faded

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Sunday Morning, June 3, 2018

Now I’m awake 

The cool air 

Through my window 

Very welcome 

Reminders of

Times along

The coast 

Blessed sea breeze 

Lacking the scent 

Of the sea 

No ocean crushing 

Sound for my ears 

An incompleteness 

That my soul

Longs to complete

Memories Unbidden 

Edvard Munch's
Edvard Munch’s “Melancholy”

Memories come
Unbidden

Ghosts of my youth
Painful moments

Choices I’ve made
But not understood

There’s wisdom there
Not just misery

Forgive the boy
That I was

And see inside
My heart

Now I understand
My internalized mind

Echoes of fears and failures
This early spring morn

Youthful Memories: A Free Verse Meditation

Youthful memories 

Comic books
Toy ray-guns
Sunlit days 

Free of shoes
Sand covered toes

Burning echoes
Of the first-girl-I-loved’s
Bemusement
And resultant mockery 

I wonder
Why suffering
Delights us so?
Such cruelty divides us
A charred gulf bearing
Smoldering rubble
Remnants of hope


So many memories of this journey called life. Painful ones sometimes rise up, reminding me of their place in my mind, my psyche. Hints of underlying angers and frustrations, damage done.