summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten
Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?
Autumnal Rain
Tag: poetry
A windy, rainy night
wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west
Tis a rainy Seattle night, what we’re famous for.
Image crafted with Adobe Spark, Lora font.
Scent of Old Books
scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano
I spent many hours of my mid-twenties wandering Seattle’s bookstores and coffee shops. Fond, fond memories. Though a challenging time, mainly financial, I enjoyed that time. Traveling into Seattle became more and more challenging over the years since I returned to Lynnwood. It looks dramatically different, and I haven’t been down since the pandemic started. Puget Sound’s north end holds its charms, too. Just different ones. Evolutions, I guess.
Early Morning Fog: A Haiku
Early morning fog
Autumn diffusing the dawn
Delightful silence
Haiku, August 30, 2020
breathe in, fill my lungs
then exhaling, life’s motion
night freeing my soul
Just trying to focus my breathing, calling my mind and soul, seeking tranquility and rest.
A Haiku: Blanket
On WordPress there’s a “Word of the Day Challenge”. Today’s is to write a poem, story, or anecdote inspired by the word “blanket“.
blue blanket
childhood security
faded memory
What do you think of when you hear the word “blanket”?
A Monday Morning Haiku
summer’s excesses
Helios’ angry glare
I await night’s grace
Today’s predicted weather brings temperatures in the 80s. As a Seattleite, this sits far above the realm of comfort. We tend to whine at such, those acclimated to temperate climes.
I designed this piece with both an eye towards negative space and a clean font. Lato, built into InstaQuote, carries that light sans serif quality. I like the readability, too. This parchment background brings a nice historic/traditional quality.
I hope your Monday sets you up for a productive and satisfying week.
A Thursday Morning Haiku
early morning
small birds converse
time for tea
Early morning, no one else awake. I sip tea and listen to the birds sing.
For this poem and image I used the app “InstaQuote” on my Kindle Fire. I like the paper background and the font choices. It’s my preferred app on my Kindle since there’s no Canva app.
Often with my haiku I seek a minimalist, handwritten ascetic. For me, that captures the essence and history of haiku.
Haiku, Minimalism, Modernism, Design
Posted this haiku on my Instagram page this morning. Exploring minimalism, the essence of haiku, combining it with a modernistic design. To accomplish this, I opted for a Helvetica-esque font, right alignment, and no ornamentation. I hope you like it.
My Design Sensibility
white space my best friend
crisp clarity is my goal
not one extra word
Such is my ascetic: minimalism, concise clarity. Inspired by modernist and Swiss Style, I prefer crisp fonts, lots of free, open white space.