
within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song
poetry, prose, and photography

within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song


grey skies fill my eyes
raindrops linger in my dream
coffee’s beauty reins

Standing in the rain
The city has not woken
With my feet moving
On Port Townsend’s streets
Walking on the waterfront
Coffee in the rain 

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As we move homewards
Across the San Juan Islands
Summer’s Joy’s awake

Within this forest
Passing all this Spanish moss
A cool summer’s day

Awake this morning
And this view over the bay
Resetting my soul

In this summer’s sky
With this glorious calmness
I ponder deeply
I’ve been enjoying crafting these designs Canva. It’s a solidly fun tool.

This morning: grey
Bold contrast to yesterday
Cool breeze on my skin