
as the sun descends
day drifting to memory
the birds still singing
I dig computers

as the sun descends
day drifting to memory
the birds still singing

slowly opening sunlight hidden by the clouds such gentle motion

between the rain squalls
sunlight mellowed by the clouds
petals unfurling
crows calling
through the morning mists
petals gently fall

modern dilemma
I see all my hopes and dreams
behind the paywall
A little mediation on modern life and media.

the gentle rainfall
droplets caress the petals
in the early morn

reddening leaves not yet journeying earthwards, soon autumn storms come
Here’s my contribution to Linda G. Hills “One-Liner Wednesday” prompt. I discovered this through Fandango’s response to the same prompt.
This is a monoku, essentially a variant of haiku. If you’re not familiar with them, Jason Muckley has a great explanation on his blog.

under autumn leaves
sunlight drifting through the mists
crows singing their joys

in this autumn rain flowers feel the grasp of time morning moving past

footsteps on the path bursts of color reach my eye underneath the leaves
Saw these on my walk yesterday. They were striking, standing out solidly in the mass of green.
I finished up Summer quarter on my journey to finish my ATA in Web Development. I will write some about that soon. Six quarters complete and three quarters left. Now, what to do afterwards? So much opportunity, so many choices, thus, so many things to say “no” to. That’s my pain.