
to come through the eastern firs
blending with the rain
It’s a rather drippy day here in greater Seattle, which I’m rather fond of. I find them tranquil and rejuvenating, especially with some coffee and a good book.
May your day feed your soul.
poetry, prose, and photography

It’s a rather drippy day here in greater Seattle, which I’m rather fond of. I find them tranquil and rejuvenating, especially with some coffee and a good book.
May your day feed your soul.


the abyss’ edge
I finally stare within
seeing myself stare back

the newest of nights
moon rises above the trees
fresh ink upon my page
This came to me as I was winding down for bed last night.
I hope each of you has a wonderful week.


with forests ablaze
reddened skies through tall firs
the birds go silent

at the day’s ending
sunlight fades into the sea
gentle grace of night

with dusk descending
and gently fading sunlight
flowers get their fill

with my morning tea
the gentlest of breezes
sunlight through the clouds
I love calm mornings. Today, Seattle’s weather seems to be pivoting from rain to partially cloudy. Blue skies punctuated with white clouds. Summer’s heat abated, whether temporarily or for the rest of the year is uncertain, but I’ll take the respite.

orange and red leaves
as i gaze out my window
glories of autumn
The maple just outside my office window already shows autumn colors. Of course, September approaches quickly. Less than a week (Sunday) brings the new month. As tempting as it might be to make some reference to the passing of time, it doesn’t feel very creative.