A street shines just outside my window. The quiet of this suburb, both home and alien.
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
A Meditation On Compassion
Lacking compassion
Says so much more about you
Than any words can
Sunday Morning Near Seattle
With frost on the ground
The snow’s remnants remaining
March’s progressing?
A Daylight Savings Time Haiku
Daylight Savings Time
An archaic exercise
I am not a fan
Thoughts I do not want to think
My mind is racing
Thoughts I do not want to think
I’m deeply weary
A Thursday Morning Meditation
Each day has beauty
If you’ll give energy to
Go and seek it out
Logic’s Altar
For so long
I’ve worshipped
At logic’s altar
The cold linear stone now
Seems empty to me
Time to go within
Into mystery
The unspoken certainly
Arising from hope
And the love
For beauty
Beauty
I think of beauty
There are so many choices
Tell me you love
This Morning
Not yet dawn
Morning’s air chills
Blankets more inviting
Soon will grab some tea
Wednesday Morning Haiku
At the week’s middle
My alarm’s song is calling
I love the snooze bar