The soul of the poet is a mercurial, burning thing. The soul of a poem can be striking in its simplicity, confounding in it's majesty, and unravel the very world with the turn of a phrase. And the haiku, oh ancient of form and terse of construction, can reveal all in the space of a single breath. Hayley Addison is a poet, a smithy of words, a smelter of emotions, who can wrap the world up in the tightness of a bow with her language...her love...her truth. Shot, described, and cut by Brendan McNamara

Hayley Addison, daughter of the universe (and a civil engineer), seeks to put forth pearls of wisdom with her pen and the ancient verse form of haiku. She unlocks the mysteries that weave together the very fabric of the depths and heights of our universe, spewing ultimate truth like fire from the maw of the dragon. Or maybe she just rambled about her own self-centered dating life. Shot, cut and described by Brendan McNamara.

Hayley continues her exploration of “love.” Shot and cut by Brendan McNamara

Hayley roots around in the catacombs of the depth of the feeling of the sorrow of the loss of the something or other for gems, precious jewels of truth and majesty. That or she just uses the ancient poetic form of haiku to complain about her dating life. Either way, it's reeeaaaallllllyyy important stuff, ya'll...Shot, cut and described by Brendan McNamara.

Hayley is a fighter. She will not give up. She will tirelessly toil in the mire of wordplay until her meaning is found, is foisted upon the world and is felt by all. Or at least she will be after she takes her nap. And maybe grabs a iced caramel mochaccinno. And stops by her latest dates' home. Shot, cut and described by Brendan McNamara.

Hayley is somewhat miffed and confused by love.