poetry, prose, and photography
in this morning air
destructive rage blowing west
the sepia sky
The featured image is out my front door, trying to capture the smoky haze that’s descended upon Seattle. My lungs hurt a bit, my eyes sting, and I feel for my asthmatic friends and the misery they’re going through.
tenacious flowers
dancing with the honey bees
as they move skyward
walking amongst trees
sunlight climbing to the west
motion of my feet
These ghosts of summer
Gently fading into time
This cool morning air
how far have we moved?
the sun across the sky
and the moon so close
Created this image in Adobe Spark with a built in template and image. Loved the photo, and thought this haiku worked nicely with it.
the passage of time
sun and rain changing so much
yet beauty remains
I found this door on a recent trip to Port Townsend, WA. The marvelous character of this worn door spoke to me. All things age. Where do we find our grace?
​Woke to wind chimes’ song
Gentle motion of the air
Harbinger of fall
I love the sound of my wind chimes. Today, the pre-dawn morning air cool. Autumn approaches! September just days away, which I delight in. Though I need to trade my shorts and sandals for pants and sweaters, I find that fair.
The grace of daylight
From the sky across the leaves
This dance of the bees
Walking in the evening light, a bee moves from petal to petal. Summer moves forward.
Sunlight between rains
And entertaining the bees
Watching the clouds pass
Walked in Port Townsend today. This was song the Larry Scott tail. I was experimenting with some of the camera’s presets and built in functions.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 