
In the morning gloom
Daylight still fighting the clouds
The flowers don’t care
poetry, prose, and photography

In the morning gloom
Daylight still fighting the clouds
The flowers don’t care

Boisterous colors
Petals slowly fall earthwards
Spring ever changing

Glorious springtime
With these petals bursting forth
Before the rains come

Spring is clearly here
Daffodils precede tulips
I walk in the rain

These cherry blossoms
Thousands of people descend
Seattle’s springtime
Outside my window
Through the darkness of this night
Honeysuckle blooms

As the rain had passed
This flower’s glory shines forth
And then the light shifts

The day’s heat fading
Sun obscured by these fir trees
Tasks finally done
This evening is done. Didn’t get everything done I wanted to, but I never do. Such is the way of things for me I guess.