under the fir trees
eyes closed, awaiting the dawn
gently falling rain
poetry, prose, and photography

Seattle’s rain falls
grey skies with shades of rich blue
perhaps we’ll see snow
āwalking in the rain
moss covered stones by the brook
such calm memories
I just discovered a new writing prompt series created by Ronovan Writes. I love the concept and look forward to exploring the community further.
This haiku responds to this prompt: Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #287 Brook&Moss, which seems like a perfect prompt for a Seattleite.
seeking confidence
channel Earnest Hemingway
a bad ass poet
Well, I believe this is better labelled “senryu”. The roots of my malaise? This feeling of inadequacy, that i should be doing something great, followed by debilitating, negative self talk. I thought a great poets who have a great bearing. Hemingway captures that confident bearing, which I seek to install within me perfectly.

with the solstice past
daylight stays with us longer
spring whispering now?