Being from Seattle
What’s frigid to me is just
Cool for so many
Tag: Seattle
To live where my grandparents lived
I live amongst ghosts
My grandparent’s memories
Amidst these very trees
I walk the same streets my grandparents did. It fills me with connection to this place. Time become more fluid.
This Seattle Night, A Haiku
Rainfall’s insistence
Tapping upon my rooftop
This Seattle night
This Day Begins: A Haiku
Sunlight’s holding back
Eastern mountains soon will glow
As this day begins
A Friday Night In The Suburbs
Birds break the silence
No cares for propriety
Suburbia’s charms
I hope your Friday night we lovely. Tis now time for slumber to dominate.
Walking Alongside The River
After days of rain
The river’s running quite high
An eagle watching
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!
Exploring Home
I seek out beauty
The glories of Washington
My ancestors speak
This Sunday Afternoon
The sky bright
Through many clouds
Moving quickly
Above the trees
Sunlight caressed
By the wind
A first thought this early mornĀ
āA gentle breeze blows
Branches scrape against my house
This brusque goose-like cry
Startles me abruptly
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