Raindrops tap windows
Gusts rattling the dried leaves
Autumnal cold rain
The predicted reasons have come. Trees bend in the breeze, leaves drift across my drive. Summer’s memory flutters within the dried, damp leaves.
I dig computers

Two beings I’ve long known
Moments from my childhood
Muppets filled my dreams

This eclectic spot
Seattle’s famous gumball
Well worn paving stones

Though late
I am not sleepy
I sit here, listening
Rain falls upon my roof
Forever, it seems,
I’ve loved that sound

Those evenings at dusk
Fashionable, Seattle style
Nights in my city

Rain has returned
It feels more like Seattle
The one of my memory
So much of my life has been spent in the presence of Seattle’s rain. Though it chills my skin, it warms my heart.
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The smoke will soon clear
And autumn’s blessing will come
Scrubbing the air clean

Smoke and haze return
Our murky air unpleasant
Awaiting a good rain

Seattle’s weekend
Music will be the center
Bumbershoot’s glories
One of my region’s iconic events Bumbershoot. An amazing streets and music festival. And, yes, is named after the German word for umbrella. Seattle’s love for irony.