Hyperbole … haiku/haiga prompt.

Forgive me for complaining but I am really sick of coughing so explosively and not knowing why it is happening. When it causes you to take a nasty fall out of bed then you hate it even more. Tomorrow a new doctor – maybe he will have an answer. The hyperbole is expressed through the photo adjustment via Photoshop Elements 6.

Father’s Day Haiga

I adored my father as he adored me.  Sadly at 6 years of age this came to an abrupt halt.  AND I made many poor choices in the first 27 years of life as a result.  At the late age of about 63 or so due to a spiritual experience and several years after his death, I re-captured that love miraculously and bathed in it for about 3 months.  Happy Father’s Day to all fathers out there.



Photo from my father’s WWII album – B-17s on their way to Germany.

June 2nd … Haiga prompt: something not quite right … something off. There is something wrong.

Well, having nothing to do with the prompt, but because I love my Herons … here is the Black Crowned Night Heron … also in Forest Park.

David and I call him “Fat Boy” because he always looks so plump, just not in this photo.

So now, something seems off, not quite right … something that is wrong, immediately made me think of a series of photos that I took in Barranco, Lima, Peru. I saw this church decaying covered with vultures and thought it exotically bizarre … outrageous, oxymoronic, dark … unseemly. You get to think and feel whatever comes to mind. It did strike me as “something not quite right” and surely as a reflection of our society.


drought – hot dry season of the spirit