Haikus for a changing season

Trusting passenger,
I listen as he describes
this world we now share:

Women in burkas,
ten lanes of racing traffic,
sirens day and night.

Small talk still connects.
Wildlife, found at the edges.
The Metro nearby.

I will carve a life
day by day, remembering
My Spirit creates.

Adult size poem

The kids, they don’t know yet

What it’s like to be

Covered by the nesting doll

Of a few years beyond

I remember being

Their age, being their spunk,

Hardly stopping to make sure

I had gas

In the car

Heading out

To the next dream

I am a few sizes

Down the road.

Not larger in body,

Though in aura I radiate

Beyond what I once called me

I remember yearning for a time

When something would rest

Long enough

To make sense

A different day began today

With this calmer mind

But I do not forget

The passions of not knowing