Computer Whisperer
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
Early in the morning remembering the actions I regret. Unwilling to learn from my elders caused so much heartache. Eventually I learned this bit of wisdom:
Also I figured out that I learn more by listening than talking.
the clouds get darker
rain starts to fall on my face
and birds quiet now
It’s a quiet, grey morning here in Seattle. Journaling to start day, then to my desk to get done work done. How’s your quarantined life going?
as the water falls
air speaks to my sense of home
the night hides mountains
I wasn’t able to get out today for a walk, and photo explorations. It rained a good chunk of the day, and I was pretty busy. So, I grabbed this photo from Pexels as it captured my mood.
daises in the rain
water dripping from my hat
the wind’s memory
sunlight flows downwards
fir trees grasping towards the clouds
a gentle spring breeze
a bird sings solo
dawn’s hints in the eastern sky
serenading dawn
More signs of springtime
As I walk in the sunlight
Birds’ discourse above
sunlight descending
engulfed in the water’s depths
walking to the south