I sometimes wonder
If we should roll our clocks back
Into sundials
Category: Poetry
A Transfiguration
Light across the cloud
The eye of God looking down
Changed when it meets me
A Rainy Seattle Friday: Haiku Challenge
Rain is now falling
A #Seattle element
All things grow from there
The “word of the day” was “element”
Full moon this evening
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And now it’s Thursday
This strange thing, Thursday
Near the end of the workweek
But without respite
A Haiku About Being True To Yourself
Being true to “you”
In this age of social noise
Now, who is this “me”?
Welcome to November
Welcome November!
It’s supposed to rain today
This is Seattle
Autumn’s Approaching
One more day of light
Soon, autumn’s fury descends
The callous winter
A Monday Dose Of Positive Energy
Filled with potential
Vibrant, manic energy
Another Monday
I hope your Monday launches you into an amazing week.
Me? A Poet?
Calling oneself a poet
So boldly hubristic
Arrogant and empty
Of dignified reserve