Pacific waves
rise and crest, roll and fall
into themselves ...
the distance of love
between mother and me
Bear Creek Haiku, 155, 2019
A Room of My Own: Thoughts Pacing Gembun
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Another night of shifting, flipping the pillow, and counting sheep …
my thoughts pacing
in moonlit dark, one stray
outbarks the rest
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