
The still tree’s branches
Memories of autumns past
A street light’s halo
poetry, prose, and photography
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.

The still tree’s branches
Memories of autumns past
A street light’s halo

Walking past this church
Light searing into the sky
Quiet song of nights

Moving through the day
The cool air and the sunlight
Autumn delights me

Photo by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash
Autumn’s gentle days
As the year creeps towards it’s end
The sunlight’s lower

Standing in the rain
The city has not woken
With my feet moving

Looking to the sky
As I’ve returned, again, home
Calmness with the dark
On Port Townsend’s streets
Walking on the waterfront
Coffee in the rain 

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