now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight
Laden By Rain
Category: Poetry
A Sunflower In Autumn
as the sunlight wanes
the sunflower sings boldly
a gentle wind blows
Monday night haiku
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
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An Autumn Rose
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
Monday Morning
Night progresses
Into morning
Streetlight flickers off
‘Tis Monday. You ready for the week? It’s a grey day here in Seattle, hence the grey poem.
I hope that gives you everything you need with grace and dignity.
The Day’s Rain
now walking at night
the day’s rain has faded
such grace in silence
Autumnal Rain
summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten
Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?
Early Morning
the arriving dawn
early morning silence
the sound of home
A view from my neighborhood. Seattle’s murky skies: my vision of home. One of them, at least.
A Rainy Seattle Evening
wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west
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A windy, rainy night
wind dancing through firs
rain taps upon my window
night drifts to the west
Tis a rainy Seattle night, what we’re famous for.
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