This morning, I discovered a small trail leading off one of the main trails that I frequently walk. I shielded my eyes and looked deep into the woods but wasn’t able to see the direction of the trail. I listened closely and heard the giggling water of a nearby brook. The trees gentle rustled beckoning […]
Desert Beauty: a Haibun
I glanced in the side view mirror of the U-Haul truck. One mile forward, one more, and then another. With each mile forward everything familiar slipped further and further away. The lush, tree-covered green hills of North Texas slowly gave way to the parched, bland Permian Basin with its sage brush and low-lying mesquite trees. […]
July 8 – The Butterfly Whisperer
I saw Pop sitting just outside the veranda, slumped over in his wheelchair, his limp left arm tied to the chair’s railing. He looked up and waved with his good hand. “Sara!” he called with delight. My breath caught in my throat, and I choked back the tears. I closed my eyes, feeling the pull […]
June 10 – What Do I See?
What do I see when I drive through my old neighborhood? Not the familiar cookie cutter houses or the elementary school I attended with my friends. Instead . . . I see my ten-year-old self clad in saddle oxford shoes running around, playing hide-and-go-seek with my brothers and friends. I see us riding our bikes […]
May 7 – Simply Charming
Long before life’s momentous events were documented in photo albums, posted on social media, or even foisted upon unsuspecting dinner guests via Kodak slide carousels, they were embedded in charm bracelets. Most would agree that there is something irresistibly ‘charming’ about a charm bracelet. Some people love the jingle-jangle a charm bracelet makes when the […]
April 9 – Thoughts on Memories (A Senyru Collection)
What are memories? Echoes from another time. Vistas to the past. Captured memories Faces staring back at me From scrapbook pages. Memories connect Who I was to who I am Without them I’m lost. Do memories die? No brain keeping them alive? Perhaps not say I. Maybe vibrations Sight unseen to […]