I sometimes wonder
If we should roll our clocks back
Into sundials
Tag: postaday
A Transfiguration
Light across the cloud
The eye of God looking down
Changed when it meets me
A Rainy Seattle Friday: Haiku Challenge
Rain is now falling
A #Seattle element
All things grow from there
The “word of the day” was “element”
Full moon this evening
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Welcome to November
Welcome November!
It’s supposed to rain today
This is Seattle
A Monday Dose Of Positive Energy
Filled with potential
Vibrant, manic energy
Another Monday
I hope your Monday launches you into an amazing week.
Gregorian Chant: A Haiku
Ancient words now sung
Prayers chanted, incense rising
Candlelit stone walls
So many memories within cathedral walls. Chanted prayer always makes my heart soar. Gently, though, like a bird on the wing. Not garish as a jet.
Thursday morning in Seattle
A cold, dark morning
Covers provide resistance
Though I must rise now
The Cacophony of Vim
This riotous life
A Cacophony of vim
Joyousness of youth
Awoke to rains rage
Where I’d resist the outdoors
I’m safe on my couch
I’m a product of Seattle. So much time in the rain, it defines me. I remember a moment, so many years ago, sitting in my apartment, looking out over Seattle with coffee and a good book. With nowhere I needed to go, nor be, I sat in the window bay watching the rain splatter upon the glass, gravity writing it’s magic.