Raindrops tap windows
Gusts rattling the dried leaves
Autumnal cold rain
The predicted reasons have come. Trees bend in the breeze, leaves drift across my drive. Summer’s memory flutters within the dried, damp leaves.
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
West of invective
At times I weary
All this invective burning
I’m charred and hollow
A Monday Motivational Thing
This flowed into my inbox moments ago. I like it!
Now, let’s be clear, it’s also uncomfortable. This speaks to me because, well, it IS me. I work hard to face mistakes, use them to make myself better. But fear plays a loud part. I hate looking/feeling incompetent. Really, though, that’s my label. My self-talk…talking. I need to remember to tell it to shut up. Often! At least always.
How do you deal with mistakes? How do you make such things positives? Let me know in the comments below.
A Morning Meditation
Forcing wakefulness
I resist vigorously
Weariness grinds
I pull my dust together
And rise
An evening walk
As the darkness falls
Light echoing the day’s joy
Fading to slumber
Fears
A strange fear of mine
To vanish into time’s mists
Forgotten notebooks
A Friday evening haiku for my knee
Though no injury
Knee pain, stiffness and soreness
Ibuprofen saves
Internet Weirdness
So full of weirdness
The internet is awesome
Life in the future
Wednesday, traveling at high speed: A Haiku
Wednesday had gone past
So very much has been done
Longing for the trees
Awakened, now returning to sleep
Awakened briefly
Activity around me
Now, again, silence