The night is waning
Light slowly filters through clouds
Steel now starts flowing
Happy Thursday everyone! Or, shall I say, Friday-eve.
Thinking about flinging myself into the jaws of grinding steel and plastic that’s Seattle during rush hour.
poetry, prose, and photography

With summer’s end here
And the rain’s song calming me
I now seen brown leaves
The past few days have truly felt like autumn. Rainfall, in particular, reinforces that for me. I hold many cold and soggy memories, for that is the lot of Seattle folk.

As autumn flows in
Rain and lightening descending
I’ll remain indoors

With water flowing
From the sky across the earth
Summer’s end is near

I’m walking at dusk
As the daylight is consumed
Ducks and geese collect

Satie is playing
Songs that make me think of spring
The joy of flowers
A bit of a haiku at the end of a busy day. I hope your day was filled with joy and satisfaction.

In this morning’s rain
I remember these flowers
From yesterday’s sun

On this summer’s day
Suns warmth moving gracefully
I remember spring

Standing by the shore
Summer’s glory is now here
Sunlight warms my soul

As I’m facing west
Sunlight pushes out the grey
Feeling summer’s power