dawn moves through the clouds
hope ripples through the puddles
tea’s steam awakens
I love rainy Seattle mornings. Even in these insane times.
Tag: haiku
I started writing haiku in my junior high creative writing class. After high school, though, when I started studying the Beat Poets, and Kerouac in particular, my fondness for this art form grew. I tend to focus mostly on the 5-7-5 style, but occasionally I explore further.
An Evening Haiku
through the evening rain
beyond the coming darkness
sun in the future
Waking at Night
only in the night
within it’s gift of darkness
can we see starlight
Autumn Leaves At Sunset
night sings quietly
leaves continuing to fall
wind chimes at sunset
A Happy Halloween Haiku
disliking horror
I find comfort in children’s
explorations of self
A Friday Afternoon Sight
afternoon motion
underneath the hazy sky
magestic fungus
Saw this gem on my afternoon walk. I’m fond of toadstools.
Friday morning haiku
a rip in the sky
dreams fall upon the mountains
tinting the clouds red
Wishing you a wonderful Friday.
A Night Haiku
I embrace the night
rain flows from forgotten roofs
safe inside my coat
Another experiment with Adobe Spark.
A Wednesday Morning Meditation
what does the sun risk
climbing up eastern mountains
quiet autumn morn
Is a rather cool autumn morning just north of Seattle. Grey skies filtering sunlight. For me, this is peaceful and calm.
How is you Wednesday shaping up?
Created with Adobe Spark, font: Playfair.
A good night haiku
daylight fading
street lamps blink on
birds now silent
I delight in the night. Flickering streetlights are their own poems, no?