
the clouds get darker
rain starts to fall on my face
and birds quiet now
poetry, prose, and photography

the clouds get darker
rain starts to fall on my face
and birds quiet now

Another photo from my walks. This tree really impressed and delighted me, especially with the fading light.
Another damp day in quarantine here in Seattle. How’d you day go?


with the clock’s motion
moonlight hidden by the trees
quiet memories

moving through darkness
still hints of dusk through the trees
birds dreaming of dawn

star filled night
reaching heavenwards
caressing God’s face

moving through darkness
quiet, my old companion
graceful solitude