Tag: Seattle

Orion’s Belt, Tonight’s Haiku

Carl Setzer

where the rain clouds were

I now see Orion’s Belt

a cold winter’s walk

The clear sky this evening, a welcome reprieve from the recent gloom. Made for a lovely, if rather cold, evening walk.

How was your evening?

A Haiku From Today’s Walk

Carl Setzer4 Comments
an afternoon stroll wind dancing upon the clouds my mind and soul clear Walking clears my mind. Always helpful and healthy, at times critical to my mental health. And health is a 2020 priority.

A haiku about self doubts

Carl Setzer
garbage in my brain insecurity’s drivel damaging my dreams So many negative feelings. Why things lije self doubt dominates our brain cycles eludes me. But I seek to overcome this.

Seattle Pre-Dawn: A Haiku

Carl Setzer

​jet growls overheard

with rain falling gracefully

awaiting the dawn

Sitting here, finishing a poem, while preparing for my day. 


A Friday Morning Meditation

Carl Setzer

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

Carl Setzer

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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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An Edmonds Haiku

Carl Setzer
Edmonds ferry terminal at night

Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves

Sunday Night Haiku

Carl Setzer
The moon from just outside my house
Clouds moving with grace  This moon intensely watches   Song of the cold air