
lying awake
morning darkness
and memories
poetry, prose, and photography
lying awake
morning darkness
and memories
through the Autumn rain
jewels beading upon these leaves
I'm exhaling fog
rain atop the roof
calm, staccato memories
droplets of moonbeamsÂ
attempting movement
I’m mostly stationary
solace through singing
this hard, cold rain
flowers in December
a street light flickers
along the water
the breeze carries the salty air
my grandfather’s voice
Standing in the rain
The city has not woken
With my feet moving
Friends are beautiful
Easy as riding a bike
Graceful connection
I hopped into Canva looking for inspiration, and found this template. Bicycles delight me, and friends are wondrous. The haiku felt pretty natural with all those pieces coming together.