Category: the year in haiku

Locked within the stars 
The eternal mystery
Where do we come from

The millstones of regret
Woulda, coulda, shoulda done
So why didn’t you?

Like Schrödinger’s cat
You won’t know until you look
Then it’s decided

Oh, brave new morning
That has such puppies in it:
Thank God for my dogs

Accept each moment
One by one they all add up
A lifetime of gifts

Treasure your soulmate
A bond which can’t be broken
An unending love

What is the ego?
The marriage of illusion
To futility

The drip of the tap
It’s syncopated rhythm
Jazz in liquid form

Where do thoughts come from?
Does ’original’ exist,
Or is it borrowed?

Impatient for change
Like Godot, never coming
Yet still we wait on

Spread out your choices
Diversity serves you well
Choices multiply

Fully committed
Not a scrap left in reserve
What more can you give

History instructs
Old errors need not repeat
We can be better

Weary traveller 
Many paths have been trodden
Many still to come

Seek good in others
You will find what you look for
Make the best of it