poetry, prose, and photography
movement of my feet
scenes along these quiet streets
suburban whimsy
I came across the cover photo on this evening’s walk. I’ve seen it before, and really get a kick out if it.
It’s really feeling like summer in Seattle. It really hasn’t had the feel until the past few days. Fortunately, it’s not too hot. I’m truly acclimatized to these moderate climes.
each moment grace
talking with friends of fears
as the rain falls
white space my best friend
crisp clarity is my goal
not one extra word
Such is my ascetic: minimalism, concise clarity. Inspired by modernist and Swiss Style, I prefer crisp fonts, lots of free, open white space.
these grey morning skies
echoing my memories
birdsong calming me
These grey, cloudy mornings are a part of my soul.
dawn hidden by clouds
songbirds boldly chattering
gentle summer’s breeze
A morning after a restless night. Coffee far too late, perhaps. My ears attuned to the night, hearing so very much, sleep came with difficulty to late to be useful. Once I woke, the morning calmness and quietude spoke to me.
These peaceful moments
Walking in my neighborhood
Sunlight upon clouds
the motion of light
falls gracefully on petals
gentle summer breeze
grey coolness flows in
obscures the morning sunlight
flowers wake slowly
This evening’s walk
Gravity pulls the sunlight
Looking westward
this crown of petals
summer’s beauty now reigning
wind chimes graceful dance
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 