grey coolness flows in
obscures the morning sunlight
flowers wake slowly
Tag: morning
Friday Morning Haiku
morning glory
graceful vines
rainy summer morn
Early Morning, June27, 2020
an ocean of sound
boldly starting the day
the sky remains dark
Pre-dawn tones, birds and insects chatter, apart yet together. Robins, crickets, then crows: acoustic motion across my consciousness.
Saturday morning, just a few more days left of June. Many types of chronological motion, too, greying my hair. Speaking to me of near ancient memories. Ancient, at least, in terms of humanity, of human life-spans.
Early Morning, June 23, 2020
outside my window
silent darkness
tranquility
Day Two: NaPoWriMo
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dawn’s light absent
darkness on cherry blossoms
when shall I make tea?
I appreciate every motivation to write. NaPoWriMo’s goal of a poem a day fits what I’m trying to do with this blog. I hope you enjoy!
Early Morning Haiku
silence outside
daylight still waking
the quiet of poems
Saturday Morning Haiku
wind chimes
early morning darkness
birds sing to my tea
Everyone else is asleep in my house. I’m very fond of these quiet moments. I hope all of you are safe and healthy.
The First Morning Of Spring
first morning of spring
sunlight moving through the trees
tea warms my soul
Sunday Morning Haiku, February 16, 2020
​dawn’s light with pink hints
birds wake and continue life
a sauntering cat
A Haiku For A Rainy Seattle Morning
rain taps my window
echoing through memories
graveyard with damp grass
I listen to the gentle patter of the rain, memories full my head. Sitting in my bay window watching the rain. Laying in my childhood bed. Sitting in cafes, drying from walking, coffee welcome warmth.
Does rain’s sound trigger any memories for you?
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Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 