the bending of light
elegant dance of summer
longing for autumn
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A Summer’s Night
standing in sunlight
as I’m moving through summer
the breeze bearing life
Tuesday Meditation
this morning sunlight
a new day bringing its grace
go seek out beauty
A Summer’s Night Haiku From Seattle
night air: a respite
vanquishing the summer’s heat
longing for raindrops
A Monday Morning Haiku
summer’s excesses
Helios’ angry glare
I await night’s grace
Today’s predicted weather brings temperatures in the 80s. As a Seattleite, this sits far above the realm of comfort. We tend to whine at such, those acclimated to temperate climes.
I designed this piece with both an eye towards negative space and a clean font. Lato, built into InstaQuote, carries that light sans serif quality. I like the readability, too. This parchment background brings a nice historic/traditional quality.
I hope your Monday sets you up for a productive and satisfying week.
Summer’s Excesses
summer’s excesses
Helios’ angry glare
I await night’s grace
Tonight’s Haiku: July 26, 2020
glorious sunlight
captured in the greenery
delights of summer
A good day with friends, time in the sunlight, absorbing the life-giving rays. Refreshing my soul during the trials of this pandemic. Life is good.
A Nightmare Haiku
Unclothed while at school
My adolescent terrors
While birds remain unphased
This was a response to a poetry prompt on Instagram. This is what popped into mind.
Haiku Friday, July 24
grey day’s ending
sunlight moves across petals
hummingbirds fighting
Om Malik: How Do We Look At The Present?
I always appreciate the wit and wisdom of Om Malik. Today he tweeted this, which gives me great pause:
I don’t know how to look at the present – 56 percent of 2020 is over or that 44 percent of 2020 is still left. What do you think?
— OM (@om) July 24, 2020
2020, a year of havoc and confusion, of transition and destruction, forcing to face our histories against our deepest resistance. Such a dramatic and violent reaction? Will we survive?
Half done or half over? Perhaps a question of optimism: half-full vs half-empty? In this time of pandemic, optimism seems myopic. But, I believe the opposite. Humanity holds what it needs to overcome our destructive tendencies. So I hold on to hope.