Waking Early To Rain

Rain marching downwards

Gravity’s relentless draw 

Early morning thoughts 

Tonight, As Sleep Approaches

Sleep approaches me
The darkness cocooning me
Rain gently falling

A busy day concluded. Time with dear friends exploring one of Seattle’s great landmarks. Now, though, it’s time to sleep. 

I hope your day was rewarding, that it was all you’d hoped it would be. 

Good night, dear ones, good night!

A Rainy Evening Haiku

Moonlight hides from me 

Behind the rain laden clouds 

Spots on my glasses 

Within the Morning Rain

I lay within the morning quiet
My mind drifts to memories
As rain’s drumbeat calms.
A strange, irrythmic sound
Unexpected gaps of silence
Cool air chills my fingers

Waking to Rainfall

Waking to rainfall
Bringing forth feelings of “home”
My soul echoing
With memories of drops
Gently rattling
Roofs and windows
When I, wrapped
Securely in blankets;
This world’s savagery
Still a mystery 

A Rainy Seattle Friday: Haiku Challenge

Rain is now falling

A #Seattle element 

All things grow from there
The “word of the day” was “element”

Awoke to rains rage
Where I’d resist the outdoors
I’m safe on my couch



I’m a product of Seattle. So much time in the rain, it defines me. I remember a moment, so many years ago, sitting in my apartment, looking out over Seattle with coffee and a good book. With nowhere I needed to go, nor be, I sat in the window bay watching the rain splatter upon the glass, gravity writing it’s magic.