poetry, prose, and photography
The light has faded
I see my breath by porch light
The song of raindrops
A cool, drearily rainy end to the day. Chilled into discomfort, but not pain, only the mildest of inconveniences. But December approaches quickly, even though we still have trees with leaves on them.
The sun descending
Western mountains afire
Reaching for my dreams
It’s been a frenetic week, but productively so.
autumn progresses
but the trees are not yet bare
this briskly cold morn
I took this photo while out on my walk yesterday. My fondness for autumn soothes me in these angry times.
Photo by me, created in Adobe Spark.
Moving through the night
The silence surrounding me
And leaves under foot
sprinting clouds move past
trees bow, respecting the wind
leaves racing downwards
night sings quietly
leaves continuing to fall
wind chimes at sunset
disliking horror
I find comfort in children’s
explorations of self
what does the sun risk
climbing up eastern mountains
quiet autumn morn
Is a rather cool autumn morning just north of Seattle. Grey skies filtering sunlight. For me, this is peaceful and calm.
How is you Wednesday shaping up?
Created with Adobe Spark, font: Playfair.
though expecting rain
the daisies are unimpressed
within the cool air
On my walk I noticed these fellows resisting autumn’s influence. Though lots of rain predicted for today, it remained remarkably dry. These daisies seem rather pleased.
this fading sunlight
breeze stirring the fallen leaves
memories drift past
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 