On the way home from dinner last night, I was reminded it was still winter in Chicago. I pulled hood of my jacket over my head and shoved my hands deeper into my pockets to endure the February chill. As my saunter turned to a brisk pace, creativity swirled about like the icy wind.
Outside I must go
Icy wind assaults and chills
Warm embrace awaits
A flood of recent facebook messages after updating my Relationship Status prompted some nostalgia, followed by a bit of introspection. While lost in thought on the bus home, I realized I have allowed the whirlwind of the last two years to distract me from the many simple pleasures of life, including writing here.
I took a deep breath last night and stepped into the eye of the whirlwind. As the calm surrounded me, some clarity returned.
Whirlwind whips tick tock
Storm rages as time passes
The eye calm within
Today is a new day. Though the whirlwind still surrounds us all, I have a new eye focused on the present.
I was hanging out with Daniel at Bobby Love’s, a neighborhood gay bar filled with many colorful characters. During a number of karaoke performances, one fan would rush the stage to help out the band.
My mind wandered during one performance and this Haiku surfaced:
A Haiku for all the Moms out there …
Snowy day it is
Covers ground white powder does
Shovel now I must
Early October
Hot weather and lush green trees
Indian summer