In this daylight
Work flows from fingers
Will the rains clean the street?
Tag: rain
The Pursuit of Excellence: a #Haiku

This rainy darkness
The sun has not yet risen
Pursue excellence
There’s so much to accomplish early in the day. Before others are awake and the manic vigor rages forth. I love this time of day, when potential feels unlimited. When I’m bounded solely by my ambition.
What’s your favorite time of day?
A meditation on brokenness
A Rainy Night Haiku

It’s a #rainy night in #Seattle.
#haiku #poetry #micropoetry #PNW #rain #night
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A Sunday Seattle Morning

Just out my window
Watching this December rain
I finish my tea
I woke early this morning fighting a migraine. The daggers in my skull have been dulled, but the mental fog and inability to focus remain. The grey, rainy skies seem to fit perfectly with my state of being.
This Rainy Evening

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Thankfulness Journal: The Beauty Of My Home
A Rainy Night: Tonight’s Haiku
Outside it is dark
Tapping sound from my drain spout
Water flowing down
This Morning’s Rain: A Haiku
A Rainy Day In Seattle: Today’s Haiku
Another grey day
Rainfall has moistened the ground
Watching memories
It’s feels very much like September this morning. The ground is damp from overnight rain. I great the crows debating their aviary issues of the day.
Having spent most of my life in our around Seattle, this is a common vision. One that connects me to so many memories, good and bad. Today I’m remembering living in downtown Seattle. That was home for nearly 10 years after I got out of the Navy. Basically, most of my twenties.
A fascinating time of my life. Trying to understand my place in the world. Discerning my dreams and goals. Mostly discerning myself, and my soul as unique and individual. Before that I either lived at home, in a dorm, on a ship, or in a barracks. I’d never truly lived alone.


