Haiku #285–291

Lori McCray
2 min readJun 28, 2023

Water debacle in basement (not the first, hope the last), backlogged Haiku, these were scribbled in funny places, not in notebook, finally setting them down. Backwards:

Haiku #291

Soften to healing
If you fall tensed you might break
Let go of control

LBM 6/28/2023
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Haiku #290

Singing in the rain
Faithfully trusting Love’s light
Dancing in the dark

LBM 6/28/2023
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Haiku #289

Mind is a window
Unlimited in its scope
Keep it wide open

LBM 6/25/2023
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Haiku #288

Soft at our edges
Formlessness defining form
Spaciousness trusting

LBM 6/24/2023
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Haiku #287

I was a nomad
Belonging was elusive
Lonely and alone

LBM 6/22/2023
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Haiku #286

Body Mind Spirit
Indefinable essence
All uniquely one

LBM 6/21/2023
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Haiku #285

Choose your words wisely
Your tongue can be a weapon
Or it can bring peace

LBM 6/21/2023

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Lori McCray

Photographer, Poet, Musician, Mother, Mystic, Gardener, friend of wild creatures, swan whisperer. Find me on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/wingthing/