morning walk
alone with my thoughts
the birds are quiet


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Photo: Indiana, c.b.w. 2018

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2018




Before the birds take flight, navy is barely pale blue.

Spring leaves glow, bidding goodbye to night. It’s time to grow and drink in the light.

Diamonds float on water as pale sunbeams rise. The treasure of the day has arrived.

A silent propeller pushes solitude forward. Into the bay, along the shore.  Life reaches out with invisible hands.

The dome is so large, a heartbeat so small. Such is the world, a pale speck on a spectacular stage.

From one little place, waves cascade.


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Photo: Watson Lake, near Prescott, AZ, c.b.w. 2013
Words: c.b.w. 2014



Solitude’s dome,
faithful escape
Embrace a breath,
silent release
Pause to reflect,
find broken strength
Stone oasis,
peaceful retreat


Woman seated on the grounds of The Great Mosque of Xi’an, China
Photo by: c.b.w. 2005

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This has always been one of my favorite photographs. I can’t help but wonder who this woman is and what story surrounds her. I never saw her face, but her spirit was vibrant and quite palpable in the air.

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c.b.w. 2013