A Sunday morning haiku

as the birds chatter
raindrops begin falling
dawn drifts through the clouds

This morning’s haiku: July 27, 2026

dawn drifts through clouds 
the raindrops begin to glow
the birds awaken

So, we’re into the final stretch of July. Saturday we flip the calendar into August. I’ll enjoy these summer days, and the respite offered by clouds with rain.

This morning’s haiku

This morning's haiku

quiet morning rain
the tranquility of clouds
this day beginning


It’s a rainy morning in greater Seattle, which I have a certain fondness for. Memories of dark, calm coffee shops with a book, or a new magazine, and time. It sometimes didn’t feel as beautiful as I can now see. Time brings wisdom, I guess.

Tonight’s Haiku: April 28, 2026

night air cooling

quiet breeze moving gently

holding drifting mists

A rainy morning haiku

rainfalls lovely sound 
pollen’s excess washed away
the air now refreshed

A rainy night haiku, April 2, 2026

after the nightfall

with the rain rattled rooftops

the darkness consumes

Today’s Haiku, Sunday, May 18, 2025

within this silence 
listening to the rainfall
peace before the dawn

An evening haiku

streetlight’s reflection
ripples across the puddles
windchime’s gently tones

Tonight’s Haiku: January 31, 2025

this winter rainfall 
gently upon the rooftop
silence of the night

Today’s haiku: November 14, 2024

Today’s haiku
evening rainfall 
flowing from a day of rain
into a calm night

Twas a rain filled day. Shifting between downpours, mists, and even a few moments of dryness with dark clouds

Crafted this image on Canva. I thought this font was fun. (It’s called Tan Pearl if you’re curious.)

I hope this finds you well.