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.
My life: currently in transition. The current job comes to end in five weeks. So I actively seek my next opportunity. It’s there. I feel it. I’m excited about what the future holds. Yet, I don’t know where it is. Uncertainty presents challenges, certainly. I write more about that here.
Walking through this town
A reminder of our past
And union power
My feet move in rhythm
The sun hidden by the firs
Summer’s not here yet
Fears rise in the dark
So many unknowns stare back
Fate can be quite cruel
Summer approaches
Spring time’s flowers are fading
The air is warmer
Crow conversation
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My son is sleeping
As night has taken over
This long week ending
Antiquated steel
That’s forgotten how to move
Not phased by the rain
Seattle’s nightfall
Raindrops fall upon the roof
With gentle calmness
Standing in the sun
Light dances on my shoulder
Stop to see beauty