scent of thyme and pine
kicked up from the underbrush
walking down life’s path

***

a bubbly bath
soaking out tensions with some
chocolate and champagne

More simple pleasures at One Deep Breath.

Brothers make tomboys
of their sisters with sandpiles,
treehouses and swords.

Last picked for the team,
sitting on the sidelines ’cause
I wasn’t a boy.

More boyhood haiku at One Deep Breath.

teeth pop through purple
skin so sour cheeks pucker
they cut through sweet flesh
hidden yellow underneath
juice trickles from smiles down chins

More “juicy” haiku here.

And “The Secret of Wild Plums” here.

sometimes the answer
to curing unhappiness
is just to let go

Though we never met
your clear blue eyes shine at me
from my infant’s face

For the “Grandparents” prompt at One Deep Breath.

with ashen daylight
dawn erases from my dreams
the last wisps of you

Twinkling starlight
loses its shyness only
in the cloak of night.

my grandmother’s quilt
wrapped around me like a hug
love in every stitch

It’s called Pacific
but unleashes its wrath by
keeping us apart.