Just a collection of Haiku about summer winds

A few musings from airports and a couple from mornings

Some haiku composed while wandering at Pearlridge

I was visiting a flower shop in Rancho Santa Fe and playfully touched one of the large wind chimes hanging outside. There followed a wonderful sequence of deep sounds.

This is an impression I got driving down H-2, crossing Kipapa Gulch

Cinderella Shoes My wife discarded Some of her shoes today She gave to me the task Of stowing them away Carefully, In a small square box, A donation To some other woman’s dreams. I recall now As, I pick up a pair, The excitement she felt when She discovered their flair And still another I…

I was surprised to hear of the death of an old Boy Scout buddy. When I went to the funeral, I was even more struck how all of us former scouts had aged and matured. The thought ran through my mind was if we could have predicted how each of us would have turned out. E. Kimura