the sun rises
i resist waking
my warm bed
Sunday Morning
the sun rises
i resist waking
my warm bed
Tag: morning
This Seattle Morn
Sunlight on the clouds
Silence dominates the air
The firs are aglow
A Saturday morning haiku
Dawn has now long passed
Life’s demands now driving me
And, thus, I’m rising
Awaken, my friends, and seize this day.
This grey morning lightÂ
This grey morning light
Falls deftly through morning sky
Clouds from the ocean
The Passage of Heartbeats
Each moment passing
Fading into memory
Waiting on sunlight
This Friday morning: a haiku
âAnd now dawn has come
Sleep kept this hidden from me
Until the birds called
A Monday Morning HaikuÂ
This new day begins
Filled with opportunity
As the daylight grows
An Early Morning Haiku
Yes, I am awake
And the birds sing with vigor
Dawn has not yet come
I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress. It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human noise. Perhaps.
Saturday Morning Mid-May
Light flows across my blinds
Bird dialog strikes my ears
My room’s emptiness
Speaks to my past
And my future
This morning’s haikuÂ
The darkness waning
Hints of blue sky beckoning
This day, beginning
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