under damp branches
swaying underneath the breeze
stump returns to earth
Blogger blogging near Seattle
under damp branches
swaying underneath the breeze
stump returns to earth
morning darkness
unwanted wakefulness;
listening to the rain
raindrops sing
a melancholy tune
my tea cup cools
this December day
under my feet cold ripples
keep moving forward
Cold, rainy day. Ripples in the puddles. For me, this means home. What about you?
always in a rush –
sunlight drifts across the trees
raindrops upon roofs
Wrote this one early this morning as part of Baffled’s Haiku Challenge (on Twitter). I appreciate his daily challenges, forcing me to stretch my mind. Also, these haiku are a great way to keep my Adobe skills sharp. I create most of my posts right now with Adobe Spark.
Today’s desire: capture the feeling of a cold, dark, winter’s morning in Seattle. Today was dreary and damp, hence the focus. I opted for the Playfair font. A unique font, with understated serifs.
amidst the daylight
the sky holding my gaze
the rain speaks loudly
walking through the mist
rain-soaked clothes cooling my skin
memories of sun
Moving through the leaves
As the rain begins to fall
These autumnal strolls
Though I got drenched, I did get a poem out of it.
Morning arrives
Sunlight ascending
Through autumn mists
The light has faded
I see my breath by porch light
The song of raindrops
A cool, drearily rainy end to the day. Chilled into discomfort, but not pain, only the mildest of inconveniences. But December approaches quickly, even though we still have trees with leaves on them.