A Rainy Day In Seattle: Today’s Haiku

Another grey day

Rainfall has moistened the ground

Watching memories


It’s feels very much like September this morning. The ground is damp from overnight rain. I great the crows debating their aviary issues of the day. 

Having spent most of my life in our around Seattle, this is a common vision. One that connects me to so many memories, good and bad. Today I’m remembering living in downtown Seattle. That was home for nearly 10 years after I got out of the Navy. Basically, most of my twenties. 

A fascinating time of my life. Trying to understand my place in the world. Discerning my dreams and goals. Mostly discerning myself, and my soul as unique and individual. Before that I either lived at home, in a dorm, on a ship, or in a barracks. I’d never truly lived alone. 

Pursuing Excellence 


Believe in God’s light

Become the best I can be 

Pursue excellence 

Dawn Approaches

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Ownership is Empowerment

Ownership gives strength

The problems of someone else
Will never get solved

A haiku which considers the importance of owning our problems, and empowering ourselves to find solutions.

Reality and Possibility

possibility
Where is the boundary
Between reality
And possibility?

Seattle’s Smokestorm: A Haiku

This summer’s fires

I’ve grown weary of the bad air

Longing for autumn


It’s been a challenging summer for us Seattleites. Especially though with any kind of respiratory issues. Really looking forward to the relief autumn is promising.

A Photo Mediation

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As one stares upwards

Admiring ornate art

Expressions in stone


 

Another image found on Bing (it’s from this website. Really interesting work).

I’ve long admire such stonework. The craftsmanship is exquisite, but I’m even more impressed by the mind the conceived it.

The Colors Of Dawn

There’s so much despair

We can fail to see beauty

The colors of dawn

My body wants to sleep, but not my mind

Now the night moves in

My body wanting to sleep

My mind resisting