Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry.
The poems are limited to 3 lines and 17 syllables.

5 on the first line,
7 on the second line,
and 5 on the third.

I try to write one Haiku everyday.
Most days I fail, but some days inspiration strikes.
Sometimes it gushes for days at a time.
You can never tell when something will touch your heart.

Thanks for spending a moment reading
Haiku from the Heart.

I hope you'll be back to read my words.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Hidden Strength

The majestic oak.
Without the Earth's support, it
will come crashing down.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Give AND Take

Rain brings soil to it.
And so engorged, the river
takes more from the Earth.

Friday, October 24, 2014


The tops catch fire.
The rest a bright yellow hue.
Pear trees in Autumn.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Initiate Shutdown Sequence

Haiku at bedtime.
Structured arrangement of words
preps the mind for sleep

Tuesday, October 21, 2014


Dull red, yellow, brown;
Fall's colors are fading now.
Winter is coming.

Monday, October 20, 2014

The River

As it rushes past
peaceful groves of grand old trees.
It yearns for their life.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Dad, What's Your Superhero Name?

"Sleep deprived over
caffienated exhausted
man." "What?" "Yup, that's it."

Friday, January 17, 2014

Flight Comparison

Contrails mark the sky
with human achievement. Birds
fly with silent grace.