week one

Fresh Start

The first morning of a new year. Up before everyone else. The room dimly lit by one lamp. The windows still cold and dark. A cup of coffee in my hand. Ahhh …

the silence of the new year
until …
the kids wake up

Inspiration

Walking through the fresh snow, dog in tow, my eyes comb the neighborhood. Thin bamboo trees behind stone walls bend slightly under the weight of their white burden. Tiny snowmen, built by tiny hands, greet me here and there. A crow caws as it flies overhead. Then suddenly, to my left …

clumps of snow
falling from the power lines
new ideas

Influence … Or Something else

Blue deepening into evening. Looking out from the slopes, a vision appears in the distance.

slowly at first
lights come on
down in the valley

Reckoning

Still wanting to know why … to know what happened. But there are only memories now, memories tinted with a present I never imagined.

remembering the day
we bought you that suit
open casket

So Easy

Resolutions. Need I say more?

without realizing
I stray from the path
fitness goals

Clever … Or Not

Just driving … and then. A crane. Is it a construction crane, or a bird crane. Just about anywhere you go in Japan, you’re sure to see both.

lifting my eyes
above the rooftops
a crane

On my way home

Leaving the school parking lot I notice, out of the corner of my eye, withered flowers, tarnished by the dirt of receding snow.

desperately in need
of E.T.’s touch …
winter marigolds