In honor of Halloween.

What we notice versus what we notice…

Can you hear what I see?
Can you see what I hear?

Poem about my deafness and what I hear… and what I see.

Through the greenest places on the earth, I walk not knowing where I will end up.

Another attempt at a senryu.

A poem about the view of person, through their window as the morning is welcomed.

Please read and leave comments telling me what you think. It would be very much appreciated. Thank you.

Quotation.

A poem on life.

finding the way…