Portland Haiku

i struggle with life.
everyday… i just don’t know.
i am trying hard.

life is blowing by.
windy days, soggy and green.
a little more light.

life is strange, innit?
sideways, up and down, it seems.
just don’t know which way.

seeking through my life,
on a twisting path of paths.
which way should i go?

trees blooming with life.
green, red, pink, white, bright colors,
reach into blue sky.

spring light breaking through,
pushing clouds, sending rain bursts.
life trembles anew.

off to bed early!
hah! life intervenes again.
sigh, i’m still awake.

pushing through the day,
to reach the end and relax.
the good things in life.

life rolling piling
shuffled around here and there
tumbling always

there is more to life,
more than this circle will tell.
more than you can know.