
The sun descending
Western mountains afire
Reaching for my dreams
It’s been a frenetic week, but productively so.
poetry, prose, and photography

The sun descending
Western mountains afire
Reaching for my dreams
It’s been a frenetic week, but productively so.

sprinting clouds move past
trees bow, respecting the wind
leaves racing downwards

dawn moves through the clouds
hope ripples through the puddles
tea’s steam awakens
A Seattle autumn morning, rainy and cool. Strange senses of home.

through the evening rain
beyond the coming darkness
sun in the future

night sings quietly
leaves continuing to fall
wind chimes at sunset

disliking horror
I find comfort in children’s
explorations of self

a rip in the sky
dreams fall upon the mountains
tinting the clouds red
Wishing you a wonderful Friday.

I embrace the night
rain flows from forgotten roofs
safe inside my coat
Another experiment with Adobe Spark.

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.

daylight fading
street lamps blink on
birds now silent
I delight in the night. Flickering streetlights are their own poems, no?