moving through the night
embracing the darkened sky
cold air fills my soul
Category: Poetry
A Haiku On The Sky’s Edge
upon the sky’s edge
this crisply clean dry fresh air
my soul’s clarity
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Haiku, November 19, 2019
the morning’s darkness
my bed’s warmth captivates me
tyranny of dawn
Good morning, everyone! I hope your Tuesday moves you closer to your dreams.
Haiku, November 16, 2019
these transitions
cold air charges fragrance
gathering the remnants
Good Morning SeattleÂ
morning rain
rooftop’s gentle rattle
tranquil happiness
A haiku from this evening’s walk
trees not quite bare
murky fragrance delights
cool air calms
A view from my evening walk. I opted, from my choices for exercise, to walk. I needed to clear the buzzing from my mind. Which always feels worthwhile.
Under a Streetlight
under a streetlight
leaves gently flutter
stillness
I do love this one so, both the photo and haiku. I hope you do, too.
What’s wealth’s value?
​What is wealth’s value
If I never get to hear
The song of the trees?
Ah, poets and their ponds, this morning’s #haikuÂ
Basho and Thoreau
Sit silently by their ponds
Beautiful stillness
Ah, poets and their ponds
Anxiety: A Monday Morning Haiku
Anxiety
The cruelest noise
In silence
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 