Laden By Rain

now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight

Saw this flower on one of my recent walks. The rain had it bowed over. This haiku came forth.

A Sunflower In Autumn

as the sunlight wanes
the sunflower sings boldly
a gentle wind blows

Monday night haiku

in the autumn rain

petals holding reflections

ghosts of the summer

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An Autumn Rose

in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer

 

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

Autumnal Rain
Autumnal Rain: A Haiku

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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Wednesday Haiku

eastern sky’s darkness

awaiting the morning light

suburban silence