In Motion

Dreams of motion 

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p style=”font-family:"”>Sunlight’s glaring strength 

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p style=”font-family:"”>The forces of life drive hard 

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p style=”font-family:"”>Each day waking 

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p style=”font-family:"”>I’m the same bed

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p style=”font-family:"”>With different views 

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p style=”font-family:"”>Outside this glass

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p style=”font-family:"”>Wheels sparkle in the day 

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p style=”font-family:"”>Transitions happen 

Do not give into fear

Do not give in to fear

Each step of acquiesce

Feeds the beast

Growing it

Face it down!

Demand it sit

Then lay down

Into the dirt

Acknowledging

Your power

Forward Motion

It’s always time 

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p style=”font-family:"”>For forward motion

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p style=”font-family:"”>To step away from my past

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p style=”font-family:"”>Into my future

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p style=”font-family:"”>As the present fades

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p style=”font-family:"”>Into dust 

Seattle’s Smokestorm: A Haiku

This summer’s fires

I’ve grown weary of the bad air

Longing for autumn


It’s been a challenging summer for us Seattleites. Especially though with any kind of respiratory issues. Really looking forward to the relief autumn is promising.

Beauty Within Destruction

In the smoke
I see beauty within
Destruction


The Seattle area has been suffering with unhealthy accounts of smoke. First from California, then from British Columbia. 

At dawn and dusk the sun has been this bold orange/red. Stunningly beautiful, juxtaposed against the monumental destruction weight by those fires. 

The Colors Of Dawn

There’s so much despair

We can fail to see beauty

The colors of dawn

My body wants to sleep, but not my mind

Now the night moves in

My body wanting to sleep

My mind resisting 

Flowers: sharing a poem from O at the edges

via Flowers

A lovely poem

I delight in flower’s grace

Words of elegance