A PNW Morning

sunrise climbing clouds
fires of life stretching westward
my dreams still speaking

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My Haiku Contribution to the Fandango Word of the Day Challenge

Hope

This poem is my contribution to the Fandango Word of the Day Challenge, “outcome”.

in this time of rage
I seek an outcome of hope
living gracefully

Featured image by Lynnelle Richardson from Pexels

An Evening Haiku

through the evening rain

beyond the coming darkness

sun in the future

A Night Haiku

I embrace the night

rain flows from forgotten roofs

safe inside my coat


Another experiment with Adobe Spark.

An Autumn Haiku

a new day begins
underneath my feet I hear
freshly fallen leaves

An Autumn Rose

in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer

 

Autumnal Rain

Autumnal Rain
Autumnal Rain: A Haiku

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?

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.

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Scent of Old Books

scent of old books: a haiku
scent of old books: a haiku

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: A Haiku
Early Morning Fog

Early morning fog
Autumn diffusing the dawn
Delightful silence