A Haiku In The Night

​The night’s grace appears

Kindness in the dark’s motion

Streetlights; a beacon


There’s a grace to the night, to the calmness brought, to hidden delights, joys unbounded. To rest delivered, and the salvation of our dreams. 

Haiku, August 7, 2020

within the darkness
memories of the daylight
as I seek to rest

This is my first experiment with Adobe Spark. I find Canva a bit more intuitive at first blush. I’ll see where that goes. As I have a Creative Suite subscription, Spark makes significant economic sense.

An evening haiku, August 4, 2020

sunlight climbing down
from the mountains to the west
the bees contented

Flowers On My Walk

walking in sunlight
renewed life fueled by its grace
moving through my space

Living in the suburbs north of Seattle, I see many flowers. You probably have no trouble discerning that from my posts. As a young man, I fled these burbs. Life’s sense of humor, though, kicked in hard. I know life just about a hundred feet from the house I grew up in.

The passing time brings perspective. Now I feel a deep love for this place. My connections deep: friendships, history, I can look at a spot and talk about decades of change, and stability. These suburbs resist change well, but not perfectly.

These flowers which bored me as a boy and young man, well, they now bring me happiness. Years of growth, of death, of change, yet the bees still buzz, flowers still bloom, and summer becomes autumn.

Saturday Morning, August 1

cool air

I rejoice

summer calmed

A Haiku By The Shore

walking near the shore
the scent of salt air delights
flowers worship sun

A Summer’s Night

standing in sunlight
as I’m moving through summer
the breeze bearing life

Summer’s Excesses

​summer’s excesses

Helios’ angry glare

I await night’s grace

Tonight’s Haiku: July 26, 2020

glorious sunlight
captured in the greenery
delights of summer

A good day with friends, time in the sunlight, absorbing the life-giving rays. Refreshing my soul during the trials of this pandemic. Life is good.

Haiku Friday, July 24

grey day’s ending
sunlight moves across petals
hummingbirds fighting