a new day begins
underneath my feet I hear
freshly fallen leaves
Fresh Fallen Leaves
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An Autumn Haiku
a new day begins
underneath my feet I hear
freshly fallen leaves
A Soup Of Chat Systems
I can SO relate to this xkcd comic right now.
I’ve dealt with this a lot over the years. In 2020 this has seriously challenged me. I do try to make sure my contact list has notes about that, my system is…incomplete.
Being a good networker (which is, really, being a good friend) involves respecting people’s preferences. I have friends who HATE Facebook, or Twitter, or are not on Instagram, or who are only on Instagram, or who loathe email…we can continue on with this. Little notes go a long way with this. But it requires time, which is on the rare side right now.
Laden By Rain
now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight
Saw this flower on one of my recent walks. The rain had it bowed over. This haiku came forth.
Laden By Rain
now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight
A Sunflower In Autumn
as the sunlight wanes
the sunflower sings boldly
a gentle wind blows
Monday night haiku
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
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An Autumn Rose
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
Monday Morning
Night progresses
Into morning
Streetlight flickers off
‘Tis Monday. You ready for the week? It’s a grey day here in Seattle, hence the grey poem.
I hope that gives you everything you need with grace and dignity.
The Day’s Rain
now walking at night
the day’s rain has faded
such grace in silence