Sitting in the dark
Reflecting upon this day
Springtime and pollen

poetry, prose, and photography
Sitting in the dark
Reflecting upon this day
Springtime and pollen


A new testament
The hand of God drifting through
Buds become blossoms

Springtime manifests
Facing down Seattle’s rain
Soon the blossoms fade

Evening has arrived
Listening to classic jazz
Spring rides the starlight

Compassion and grace
Linked together as they loop
Spring’s birds appearing
Lightness
Upon the
Summer breeze
Now an echo
Of a forgotten
Dream
Evening has arrived
Sunlight forcing itself down
Trees in their glory
This morning burns bright
Sheltered from it at my desk
A breeze blows gently