tanka tuesday

if we are all one,

then that ‘one’ is singular

and truly alone–

despite how things may appear,

you are the only one here.

–image by gemini

minnesota wolf (shadorma)

from the trees,

a timber wolf sees

me stumbling

on the ice;

i can only hope that he’s

minnesota nice.

–photo by me

praying for spring

he sits there in his tree all day,

a tiny monk, robed in grey;

with folded paws, he starts to pray–

to all the squirrel gods.

he prays with everything he’s worth

to launch the bloom of mother earth;

the time has come for her rebirth–

against all earthly odds.

–photo by me

wordless wednesday 3/4/26

photos by me

Shot of the Day 3/2/26

It’s a beautiful March morning. I went out for a walk with the camera earlier, and when two deer stopped in their tracks and posed for me, it made my day.

up ahead,

these two does

didn’t hide

or go a-runnin’,

but instead,

struck a pose

when they eyed

me a-comin’

–photo by me

march weather

this warm weather

comes and goes

one day it’s nice

the next it snows

the river’s ice

in sunlight flows

but every night

it’s all refroze

–photo by me

the age-old question (shadorma)

so why did

the deer cross the road?

nobody

really knows–

but i hope it wasn’t to make

a feast for the crows

–photo by me

home is… (archives)

we had crashed on an alien world,

our ship was beyond all repair,

and though we had prayed for our rescue,

we knew we weren’t going anywhere.

years after we’d made this our home,

a scouting ship spotted our lair,

and though we had prayed for our rescue,

we knew we weren’t going anywhere.

–image by ai

limerick 89

when my cat took me out for a walk,

i thought we might have a nice talk,

but she ran off ahead,

hearing nothing i said–

she ignored me and fled down the block!

–photo by aaron

haiku 200

there’s nothing better

than a beautiful spring day–

in february

–photo by me