Pre-dawn
Tranquil silence ~
My pen and I
I love early mornings, before anyone else is awake.
Tag: morning
Morning Coffee, A #Haiku
Coffee’s gracefulness
Awakening our brain cells
Enabling life
The elixir of life: coffee! Memories of Seattle cafes in the 90s, a broke young man seeking moments of grace. Warmth in the winter rain, another grace. Warm memories of friends and conversation, of connecting with history’s great minds. Coffee consumed, generations apart, cold winter’s rain ensuring the seat, by the window, wondrous.
Seattle Memories: A Saturday Morning
Dark morning skies
Coffee shops and newspapers
Tranquil memories
Echoes of my history in this morning’s air, remembering my times in Seattle as a young man.
Morning Haiku, August 3, 2020
wakefulness
reading upon the couch
re-dreaming dreams
Finding it hard to remain awake this morning, awake, asleep, startling awake..the cycle spins, daylight climbs eastern mountains, dawn fades to memory.
Thursday Morning Haiku
early morning
small birds converse
time for tea
Haiku, July 9, 2020
dawn hidden by clouds
songbirds boldly chattering
gentle summer’s breeze
A morning after a restless night. Coffee far too late, perhaps. My ears attuned to the night, hearing so very much, sleep came with difficulty to late to be useful. Once I woke, the morning calmness and quietude spoke to me.
Morning Poem, July 6, 2020
grey coolness flows in
obscures the morning sunlight
flowers wake slowly
Friday Morning Haiku
morning glory
graceful vines
rainy summer morn
Early Morning, June27, 2020
an ocean of sound
boldly starting the day
the sky remains dark
Pre-dawn tones, birds and insects chatter, apart yet together. Robins, crickets, then crows: acoustic motion across my consciousness.
Saturday morning, just a few more days left of June. Many types of chronological motion, too, greying my hair. Speaking to me of near ancient memories. Ancient, at least, in terms of humanity, of human life-spans.
Early Morning, June 23, 2020
outside my window
silent darkness
tranquility