This summer morning
Seattle’s cool mistyness
Singing to my heart
Something about Seattle’s misty mornings speak to my soul.
Tag: Seattle
A Flower After The Rain
As the rain had passed
This flower’s glory shines forth
And then the light shifts
Thinking about evenings, flowers, and just being done
The day’s heat fading
Sun obscured by these fir trees
Tasks finally done
This evening is done. Didn’t get everything done I wanted to, but I never do. Such is the way of things for me I guess.
A Seattle Saturday Morning
The rain returned
A counterpoint provided
Against sunny warmth
Keeping us humble
And the moss healthy
Tonight: A Haiku
Sitting in the dark
Reflecting upon this day
Springtime and pollen
Tonight’s Haiku: Rain Gently Falls
This good day now ends
Accomplishing many things
Rain’s gently falling
Today’s Daily Prompt: Frigid
To live where my grandparents lived
I live amongst ghosts
My grandparent’s memories
Amidst these very trees
I walk the same streets my grandparents did. It fills me with connection to this place. Time become more fluid.
This Seattle Night, A Haiku
Rainfall’s insistence
Tapping upon my rooftop
This Seattle night
This Day Begins: A Haiku
Sunlight’s holding back
Eastern mountains soon will glow
As this day begins