Tag: haiku

Blessed are the Early Risers

Blessed are the early risers. They will receive solitude and beauty. Gray sky full of clouds The sun is hiding, yet still Its light pushes through

Canada Geese

Honk! Honk! I look up — Misshapen V heading west Poor befuddled geese


Frederick Buechner, in his book, The Remarkable Ordinary: How to Stop, Look, and Listen to Life, explained the haiku better than I have seen it explained before: The whole genius of the haiku is that they don’t mean anything. People who try to figure out what… Continue Reading “Haiku”

Omaha Beach

American sons Against impossible odds Normandy courage It hit me when I was looking through my pictures that I didn’t take a single shot of the American cemetery in Normandy. Rows and rows and rows of graves. To pause with my phone was the… Continue Reading “Omaha Beach”

My Mother’s Voice

I can’t remember The sound of my mother’s voice Fresh grief at this loss The telephone at my father’s house doesn’t work terribly well, and I want to try a new one, but I don’t want to lose his voice on the answering machine. Is it… Continue Reading “My Mother’s Voice”

Cigarette Smoke

Among my “don’t likes” — (cough, cough) this scent (so sorry) — smoke de cigarette This summer I hope to go on my very first every mission trip. With a team from my church and beyond, I’ll be working alongside a family to help build… Continue Reading “Cigarette Smoke”