Category Archives: haibun & photoart


It’s always slanted toward the ocean. Dreams of a beach walk. Just a few steps away to another world. I reach into my pocket to silence my phone. Alone now in the wilderness of wild thoughts – tossed by sea foam and creatures of the imagination.
border guards . . .

seabirds patrol a sandy ribbon

in between
It’s so quiet beneath this roaring surf. I see my thoughts roll in and crash flat – running high into my awareness. Crabs and seabirds scurry in an eternal game of musical chairs.
lighthouse

guiding ships

around the shoals