A Rainy Day Haiku

rain induced darkness

overhead clouds bring dampness

winter’s grip still hurts

A Friday Morning Meditation

morning darkness

rainfall speaking to my soul

memories rattled loose

With most of my life spent around Seattle, rain hooks a special place in my heart. A sensation complex and layered relationship, true, from love, tranquility, sadness, and depression. Trek me shot your relationship to rain. 

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Early morning, life starts to stir, Seattle’s rainy tendencies reach their fullest expression. Not the monsoons of my childhood, rather, regular, continuous drip. The weather presents challenges for many. 

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A Haiku For A Rainy Seattle Morning

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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>I listen to the gentle patter of the rain, memories full my head. Sitting in my bay window watching the rain. Laying in my childhood bed. Sitting in cafes, drying from walking, coffee welcome warmth. 

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A rainy Tuesday Haiku

A Rainy Tuesday Haiku
Seattle Rain

pattering outside

gutters groan quite loudly

blessing my rain gear 

Well, quite the rain to wake up to. Not monsoon like, but still rather heavy. 

I hope your Tuesday meets all your goals and desires. 

Wednesday January 22, 2020

The sun’s above clouds

Droplets’ vigorous descent

Crows raucously call

A Tuesday morning haiku for Seattle

rain upon my roof
gentlest of rattles 

pre-dawn darkness 

January 8, 2019: Haiku

Seattle’s rain falls
grey skies with shades of rich blue
perhaps we’ll see snow

This morning’s #haiku: awaiting dawn

awaiting dawn 

light’s grace upon the dark clouds

rain’s song to the trees

Dawn may come earlier, but it’s still dark before I leave for work, still dark on many drive home. This, at times, challenges many mood. I work to stay cognizant of my minds health.