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Tonight’s Haiku: February 14, 2020

Carl Setzer

so much I recall

sunlight streams in through windows

chatter of songbirds

Memories of joy, of sadness, all flow at random moments. When my mind floats free I rediscover history, these elements within, forgotten but not lost. 

Seattle Pre-Dawn: A Haiku

Carl Setzer

​jet growls overheard

with rain falling gracefully

awaiting the dawn

Sitting here, finishing a poem, while preparing for my day. 


Tonight’s Haiku: February 12, 2020

Carl Setzer

dawn’s approach

dancing through the clouds

birds boldly calling

Today’s Black History Month Meditation: Gwendolyn Brooks

Carl Setzer

Cherish each moment. Life’s too short. And there are no “do-overs”. 

Haiku, February 10, 2020

Carl Setzer

gazing skyward

dawn’s light through the clouds

new beginnings

Tonight’s Haiku: February 9, 2020

Carl Setzer

my house quiet 

every one else sleeping 

while the killdeer chant

A Lunar Haiku

Carl Setzer

at this brief moment

the clouds dancing with the moon

as winter deepens

Such a lovely moon this evening.

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>rain gently tapping windows

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>abandoned cobwebs

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Early morning, life starts to stir, Seattle’s rainy tendencies reach their fullest expression. Not the monsoons of my childhood, rather, regular, continuous drip. The weather presents challenges for many. 

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A Haiku For A Rainy Seattle Morning

Carl Setzer

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>rain taps my window

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>graveyard with damp grass

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>I listen to the gentle patter of the rain, memories full my head. Sitting in my bay window watching the rain. Laying in my childhood bed. Sitting in cafes, drying from walking, coffee welcome warmth. 

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Does rain’s sound trigger any memories for you?

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