Delight: A Haiku

All will be all right
If we remember our roots
And dig the way back

The Wrong Question: A Haiku

If there’s a reason
For the late-December rain
It’s to look deeper

I’ll have graffiti
Swept across sacred places
I’ll watch you at work

Tho’ first I’d declined
I saw the light peeking through
So sprang to my feet

Exhausted, this path
Deliberate and unknown,
Found us reaching out

With only my thoughts
Dancing down this gorgeous road
It is lonely here

The cool Country eve
Hopes to get a leg up on
The hot Urban morn’

I’d wish to be late
By all I needed to be
As the sun slinked up

Whenever you speak
With that flashy, rumbling smile
We ignore the rain

The old areas
with the same old aches, or new
places with new plans?