Morning Rain

morning rain

a song, to me

memories

Letters

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

lovely pens and ink

delightful stationery

mailed through the post

January Flowers

in the light of dawn

this bitter bite of winter

balancing with grace

The winter air has a substantive bite. Our weather reports hinted at snow, January marching into February. Yet, even in this time of cold, of darkness, flowers grace life with reminders that spring approaches.

Memories of Tomorrow

from moon and stars

memories of tomorrow

drifting between dreams

I love this image I found on Adobe Spark. Might be via Pexals, but when I’m on the app, it’s not at all clear. But it’s a very fun haiku.

Tuesday Morning, December 22, 2020

Tuesday morning haiku, December 23, 2020

morning darkness

unwanted wakefulness;

listening to the rain

Haiku, December 13, 2020

looking up at dusk
the stars starting to appear
the fog of my breath

A Stars Haiku

Stars Haiku

stars to the left
and to the right forever
still brings me wonder

Walking in the Rain

Moving through the leaves
As the rain begins to fall
These autumnal strolls

Though I got drenched, I did get a poem out of it.

An Autumn Sunday Morning

autumnal daylight
crisp, cool air awakens me
I reach for my tea

I woke to a lovely autumn morning. The rain holding off until a convenient time opens up possibilities. Yet, I expect to spend most of the day in front of a computer.