cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens
Another Seattle Area Tech Worker | Pronouns: He/Him
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens

longing for sunlight
amid the dampness and cold
childhood memories
My childhood had some glorious moments in the tropics, when I lived in the Philippines. Dark, dreary drippy days sometimes bring forth a longing for those days.

Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves


Light across the sky
Beauty of Seattle’s sky
Patience of flowers

southern wind challenges
trees bending with the waves
seagulls’ airborne dance

gentle touch of keys
movement of notes through the air
echoes of children
Today we journeyed down into Seattle’s University district. We ducked into the University Heights Community Center, which, decades ago was the elementary school my father and several of my uncles attended. I considered the thousands of children who passed through, their hopes, dreams and heartaches. Thus I connected to my history.

The sky to the west
The rain, yet again, has passed
Crows follow a hawk