Seattle’s Rain Returns


Though late

I am not sleepy

I sit here, listening

Rain falls upon my roof

Forever, it seems, 

I’ve loved that sound

The Quiet Of Night

In the night’s quiet
Human activity done
Except this poem


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Walking Through A Suburban Evening

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I walked under street lights
The cooler air brings darkness earlier
Looking up, between
Orangey/Yellow globes
Through the furry firs
Upwards amidst these
Bright blue and white ghosts
Of my childhood
Where I would
Drift through the cosmos

When Night Falls

I love when night falls
As the air cools and light wanes
And peacefulness descends 

Why I’m Awake At 3:00 AM

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Night’s Growing Longer

As darkness creeps down
Cool air brings tranquility
Sun sets earlier


It’s getting darker earlier now. Fall approaches, with it impending change. School reboots, air cools, night’s grow longer.

Summer’s Evening 


In the park’s silence
Evening’s calmness filling it
Summer’s light fading

Tonight’s Magenta Clouds 

Evrning colors speak 

Calling forth the rising moon

Dusk’s magenta clouds 

Light Moves Across The Firs

Sunlight’s fading fast
Moving across the grand firs
Gray clouds up above