in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
Category: Personal Reflections
Lessons learned about life; pearls of wisdom I’ve gleaned through pain, failure and honest reflection
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
Autumnal Rain
summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten
Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?
Early Morning
the arriving dawn
early morning silence
the sound of home
A view from my neighborhood. Seattle’s murky skies: my vision of home. One of them, at least.
A windy, rainy night
wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west
Tis a rainy Seattle night, what we’re famous for.
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Friday Morning Near Seattle
within dawn’s grey light
rise and meet our potential
calling geese move south
This morning greet with grey skies; very common on Seattle’s autumns. A weekend filled with rain awaits. Many rain drenched memories arise. Cafes, such sanctuaries of warmth.
Wednesday Haiku
eastern sky’s darkness
awaiting the morning light
suburban silence
It’s 2020…
A meditation on 2020.
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Morning Mists
morning autumn mists
gracefully flow through the firs
stretching the sunlight
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