cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens
poetry, prose, and photography
cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens

longing for sunlight
amid the dampness and cold
childhood memories

longing for sunlight
amid the dampness and cold
childhood memories
My childhood had some glorious moments in the tropics, when I lived in the Philippines. Dark, dreary drippy days sometimes bring forth a longing for those days.

Along the water
Feeling the grace of motion
Rippling light waves


Light across the sky
Beauty of Seattle’s sky
Patience of flowers

the motion of night
street lights hidden by the fog
birds are now asleep

the soul of a tree
life with bark skin forgotten
ghostly echoing

southern wind challenges
trees bending with the waves
seagulls’ airborne dance