tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67093075299276555762007-11-10T02:17:33.988-05:00haikevHaiku is a revered form of poetry that originated in Japan. Over the years, the traditional haiku form, which evokes emotions largely through descriptions of scenes from nature, has been adapted to other languages. This site features original haiku in English by Kevin, an amateur haiku poet. He sometimes uses unconventional haiku styles, while attempting to maintain the spirit of this timeless poetic form.Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-48413573076354304972007-10-08T06:00:00.000-04:002007-10-08T06:02:20.819-04:00too darn hot</span><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rwn_g3iXb_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C8PFNtM0Ups/s1600-h/cricket.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118903391612268530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rwn_g3iXb_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C8PFNtM0Ups/s320/cricket.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br />loud crickets</div><div align="center">confused by</div><div align="center">hot fall weather</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /></span><br /></span>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-17892447307150624702007-10-05T05:30:00.000-04:002007-10-05T05:50:23.518-04:00confused</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RwYIAXiXb-I/AAAAAAAAAII/wMNc7PZX6Xk/s1600-h/light.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117786828964327394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RwYIAXiXb-I/AAAAAAAAAII/wMNc7PZX6Xk/s320/light.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><br />Venus</span><br />in the morning sky</span><br />glare of construction lights</span><br /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-39577934907704775502007-09-30T19:00:00.000-04:002007-09-30T18:35:50.748-04:00exposed</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RwAkIXiXb9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/tfZXx8ixg_Q/s1600-h/skylight.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116128902868594642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RwAkIXiXb9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/tfZXx8ixg_Q/s320/skylight.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">moonglow</div><div align="center">through the skylight -</div><div align="center">hanging print askew</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /></span><br /></span>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-75225078930543445212007-09-28T20:00:00.000-04:002007-09-29T05:52:04.139-04:00lucky walk</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rv4fj3iXb5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/CD1mV3TxifU/s1600-h/cat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115560927803436946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rv4fj3iXb5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/CD1mV3TxifU/s320/cat.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br />full autumn moon</span><br />black cat strays</span><br />across my path</span> </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-81447459145791319992007-09-24T04:00:00.000-04:002007-09-24T04:58:42.635-04:00simple</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rvd7BniXb4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/THvKoPnLtAI/s1600-h/Leaf+turning.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113691169625698178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rvd7BniXb4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/THvKoPnLtAI/s320/Leaf+turning.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="center">one leaf-</span><br />green</span><br />yellow red</span><br /></p><br /><p></p><br /><p align="center"></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-25450643493388440222007-09-22T07:00:00.000-04:002007-09-22T06:46:44.059-04:00turn<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvTxx3iXb3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/yPoCkPZoHWg/s1600-h/birds+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112977315996331890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvTxx3iXb3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/yPoCkPZoHWg/s320/birds+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />summer gone</span><br /><div align="center">autumn come</span><br /><div align="center">birds - what will you do?</span><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /></div></div></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-8740844728430028342007-09-21T06:00:00.000-04:002007-09-21T06:54:57.510-04:00fall</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvMOeXiXb2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/UcBTotxUmRk/s1600-h/treetop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112445916872666978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvMOeXiXb2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/UcBTotxUmRk/s320/treetop.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><br />autumn's morning light</span><br />turning treetops from</span><br />green to orange</span><br /></p><p align="center"></p><br /></span>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-44873111956004875142007-09-19T18:00:00.000-04:002007-09-19T18:14:06.126-04:00thoughtless</span><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvA-hMPDYcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JkuXzjNsyMQ/s1600-h/notebook.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111654317006479810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RvA-hMPDYcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JkuXzjNsyMQ/s320/notebook.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><br />man's notebook</span><br />open to a blank page</span><br />expressing his thoughts</span> </p><p></p><p><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-90721318364953153832007-09-18T17:00:00.000-04:002007-09-18T17:05:02.347-04:00interruption</span><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru2wzcPDYZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J_l1AmZ2siY/s1600-h/crow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110935549934526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru2wzcPDYZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J_l1AmZ2siY/s320/crow.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><br />a solitary crow</span><br />interrupts</span><br />the flawless sky</span><br /></span><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-48977817738802761542007-09-17T18:30:00.000-04:002007-09-17T18:36:31.608-04:00gems</span><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru2yOsPDYaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mJFiIxi8iLQ/s1600-h/Broken+glass.BMP"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110937117597589922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru2yOsPDYaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mJFiIxi8iLQ/s320/Broken+glass.BMP" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><br />afternoon sunlight -</span><br />broken glass on the sidewalk</span><br />glints like emeralds</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-8644916966714387412007-09-17T05:00:00.000-04:002007-09-17T05:27:03.001-04:00interbeing</span><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru1IcsPDYYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_wukAMwpYj8/s1600-h/buddha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110820809883214210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru1IcsPDYYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_wukAMwpYj8/s320/buddha.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p align="center">meditating</span><br />thoughts receding -<span><br />caw of a crow</span> </p><br /><p align="center"></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-56708335636328858502007-09-16T09:00:00.000-04:002007-09-16T11:12:55.532-04:00orange</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru0vMcPDYXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TLgMiBKMDG4/s1600-h/Sunset+091107.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110793042919645554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Ru0vMcPDYXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TLgMiBKMDG4/s320/Sunset+091107.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a></p><p align="center">late-summer sunset -</span><br />I jump up to see</span><br />the last touches of orange</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-88928160082750797472007-09-14T13:30:00.000-04:002007-09-14T13:38:46.291-04:00vanishing</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RurGEcPDYWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4cO88mTIt4s/s1600-h/Venus.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110114506806354274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RurGEcPDYWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4cO88mTIt4s/s320/Venus.jpg" border="0" /></a><p align="center"><br />morning walk to work -</span><br />as I pass the trees</span><br />bright Venus disappears<br /></p><p align="center"><br /> </p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-11861245966856850082007-09-09T08:00:00.000-04:002007-09-08T20:58:50.048-04:00Minnesota - last day on the lake</span><br /><div align="center"><u><span style="color:#0066cc;"></span></u><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RuHibRcyKTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0NEQiFUCfrs/s1600-h/Waterscape.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107612410583329074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RuHibRcyKTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0NEQiFUCfrs/s320/Waterscape.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />last day on the lake -</span><br />stiff breeze bends</span><br />supple branches</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />last day on the lake -</span><br />surf running towards the shore</span><br />fades into silence</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />last day on the lake -</span><br />glimpses of sun through</span><br />trees soon to turn</span><br /></span><br /></span><br /></span></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-22088618942080303872007-09-07T08:00:00.000-04:002007-09-07T08:28:51.848-04:00Minnesota - rest</span><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RuFBNxcyKQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aaFpaLuCdMo/s1600-h/090407+Sunbeams.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107435157283023106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RuFBNxcyKQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aaFpaLuCdMo/s320/090407+Sunbeams.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><br /></span>to the loon's</span><br />hollow cry -</span><br />I wake smiling</span> <br /></span><br />...<br /></span><br /></span>a chipmunk flits</span><br />across my chest -</span><br />who is more surprised?</span><br /></span><br />...<br /></span><br />stirring from a nap</span><br />I feel the urge</span><br />to nap</span><br /></span><br /></span><br /></p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RuFBDxcyKPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/df3wTo4z0AY/s1600-h/090407+Birches.JPG"></a>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-3421806146023151522007-09-05T06:00:00.000-04:002007-09-04T23:39:02.898-04:00Minnesota - nature<div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rt2U2RcyKOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2KTjxSmQN7w/s1600-h/090407+Twilight.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106401212625987810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rt2U2RcyKOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2KTjxSmQN7w/s320/090407+Twilight.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />rushing to the dock</span><br />to capture</span><br />a fading pink twilight</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />first red</span><br />maple -</span><br />where did summer go?</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />I gaze</span><br />into the summer sky</span><br />and see -</span><br /></span><br /></span><br /></p><p></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-48709348247217623332007-09-04T08:00:00.000-04:002007-09-04T09:28:07.819-04:00Minnesota - hammock</span><div align="center"><br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106337840383535314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rt1bNhcyKNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EzJX1AKvWb0/s320/Kevin+in+hammock+2.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><br />in the hammock</span><br />neither happy</span><br />nor sad</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />breeze rustling leaves</span><br />surf splashing shore</span><br />I hear my every breath</span><br /></span><br />...</span><br /></span><br />memories</span><br />slide by</span><br />with the passing sun</span><br /></span><br /></span></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-66150367190076750782007-08-28T05:45:00.000-04:002007-08-28T05:55:35.804-04:00loony<p><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtKVrRcyKLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DBiBfhwOQVY/s1600-h/Eclipse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103305898415237298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtKVrRcyKLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DBiBfhwOQVY/s320/Eclipse.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><br /></span>total eclipse <br /></span>of the moon -<br /></span>obscured by rolling clouds<br /></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-25014935143525614632007-08-27T18:00:00.000-04:002007-08-28T19:00:22.442-04:00on time<div align="center"><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtKQwxcyKKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8HdupfH6U2M/s1600-h/Cicada.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103300495346378914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtKQwxcyKKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8HdupfH6U2M/s320/Cicada.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><br /></span>rasp of the cicada<br /></span>or some such insect<br /></span>right on time </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p><p></p><p></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-25969077686362195472007-08-25T08:00:00.000-04:002007-08-25T08:43:07.662-04:00luck</span><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtAigxcyKII/AAAAAAAAAEk/8JhA0ezOBNs/s1600-h/penny.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102616324235995266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RtAigxcyKII/AAAAAAAAAEk/8JhA0ezOBNs/s320/penny.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></span>lucky penny<br /></span>heads-up on the sidewalk<br /></span>its luster gone</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><br /></span><br /></span>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-30289660809135440202007-08-24T05:00:00.000-04:002007-08-23T19:22:45.912-04:00reflections</span><br /><div align="center"></div><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rs3IPRcyKHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B0VCwd0ktw0/s1600-h/WindowWasher.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101954117588363378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/Rs3IPRcyKHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B0VCwd0ktw0/s320/WindowWasher.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">window washers<br /></span>concentrating on their task -<br /></span>reflections left behind </p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-65782649325894472002007-08-22T17:00:00.000-04:002007-08-22T17:28:36.654-04:00waiting<div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsvuPRcyKGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wDBuzbJcTZg/s1600-h/lake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101432949076797538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsvuPRcyKGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wDBuzbJcTZg/s320/lake.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">thinking about<br />a week at the lake</div><div align="center">I hear crickets in my yard</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-9725303791253277492007-08-21T17:00:00.000-04:002007-08-21T16:53:20.443-04:00dreamland<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsloqRcyKFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yQESb0h9lTg/s1600-h/cloudy+night.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100723128421722194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsloqRcyKFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yQESb0h9lTg/s320/cloudy+night.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div align="center">drifting in and out:<br />asleep to distant thunder<br />awake to crickets</div><br /><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-87628219271912695582007-08-20T19:00:00.000-04:002007-08-20T19:15:34.838-04:00rain</span><p align="center"><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RshOIxcyKEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Soqthr4rjlE/s1600-h/umbrella.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100412490617071682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RshOIxcyKEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Soqthr4rjlE/s320/umbrella.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div align="center">finally rain comes <div align="center"></div><align="center">up go the umbrellas</div><div align="center">cardinals spread their wings</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6709307529927655576.post-62910220090029273092007-08-18T08:00:00.000-04:002007-08-18T08:19:01.078-04:00break</span><br /><p></p><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsbiZBcyKDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6ENJv3GFWxw/s1600-h/summer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100012547557435442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__RmQW-NA3lA/RsbiZBcyKDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6ENJv3GFWxw/s320/summer.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">respite from the heat -<br />I wander outside</div><div align="center">tentatively</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div>Kevin Rosseelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409646166633621021noreply@blogger.com