
Though the air has cooled
These flowers resist autumn
Sunlight’s grasp waning
I took this photo in Edmonds, a small town north of Seattle. I’ve lived most of my life in its orbit. My heart has a dear place for this place.
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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.

Though the air has cooled
These flowers resist autumn
Sunlight’s grasp waning
I took this photo in Edmonds, a small town north of Seattle. I’ve lived most of my life in its orbit. My heart has a dear place for this place.

With summer’s end here
And the rain’s song calming me
I now seen brown leaves
The past few days have truly felt like autumn. Rainfall, in particular, reinforces that for me. I hold many cold and soggy memories, for that is the lot of Seattle folk.

Walking this late morn
Past the flowers and produce
Summers end draws near

Yet another day
Where I’m walking on these streets
This suburban life

As autumn flows in
Rain and lightening descending
I’ll remain indoors
My mind is busy
Within this predawn darkness
The birds are silent

I often walk here
I love these unique stylings
Creative neighbors

As the evening comes
And the sky darkens slowly
The air feels autumnal
I hope your evening was delightful.

With water flowing
From the sky across the earth
Summer’s end is near