i woke up one morning
and everyone’s eyes were my eyes
i woke up one morning
(revised from 3/18)
–photo by me
Author: michaeljordahl
Retired Miner, loves science, reading, carving, walking, recovering alcoholic
haiku 80
waiting for spring break
the teacher’s patience grows thin
the pupils grow cold
–photo by me
morning prayer
as the sun rises on a new day
may we go forth in our lives
healthy in mind, body, spirit
let us not forget compassion
kindness, and dignity for all
may we remember to pause
to absorb the natural beauty
and wonders of this world
may our spirits be renewed
as the sun rises on a new day
–photo by my son, Aaron
senryu: isolated
isolated souls
may just need a little warmth
to help melt the ice
–photo by me
Shot of the Day 2/27/20
The immature bald eagle is,
I’m sure that some will say,
A more befitting emblem for
America today.
–Photo by me
wordless wed 2/26/20
–photo by me
tanka: forgotten
if you work with wood
even your best work always
ends up rotten
work with words and your best work
will never be forgotten
–photo by me
Duluth
Long in
the tooth,
The soul
of Duluth
Is more than
The people alone;
It’s there in the street,
In the bricks and concrete;
It’s there in the steeples of stone.
–Photo by me
Shot of the Day 2/19/20
The meaning of their name is lost
When evergreens are rimed with frost.
–Photo by me
haiku 79
winter’s white trails–
so pure until spring shows up
with his muddy feet
–photo by me
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