Beach Haibun Poems

I set up an easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed colors onto the palette...sea...

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NOTE: Please read part 1 so this makes more sense

As soon as her words enter my brain I feel the force of a million gees...

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There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched,
to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot,
where incidental hue or august colour wash abound,
or that March bloom tantalising...

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There is an urge within me to wander randomly,
to explore in vivid detail each kaleidoscope,
incidental hue or pristine colour I encounter,
or just as likely that...

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driving our kids west . . .
our past life vanishing in
the rear view mirror

I don’t recall many details about our move to California. My husband’s...

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Fading rays of day were giving way to twilight as I stood on the precipice overlooking the ocean. Minutes earlier, I was in the arms...

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Three states
in five hours.
Maybe we’ll stop somewhere nice
like a KOA campground.
A kid can hope. It’s hot and it would be great to go for a...

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Requiem for Henry and Sylvia

The papers arrived today. I gaze out the window of our posh villa and witness yet another spectacular Tuscan sunset. To...

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The hot cars slowly wend their way down Mandalay boulevard. Young men whistle and honk at the pretty girls walking away from the beach and...

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‘Florida, the land of a thousand summers. ‘


Every May the feeling comes back. I want an endless summer vacation. A stupendous hang with friends who...

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Oh the beauty it will bring. The air will be filled with the fragrance from the beautiful budding flowers and trees. The sweet smell from...

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Young children look at life differently than when they become adults.
Their love and sweetness shows through their eyes.
Why can't we keep this childlike view all...

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My dad was wise for all to see. 
Many a truth he did tell. 
He knew lying he would not have. 
Lying is not a...

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I love hearing your voice on the phone. It is music to my ears. A card now and then comes in the mail. What a...

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Another sleepless night, so I decide to dress and wander down to the nearby beach.  As I paddle in the ocean I’m soothed by...

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