
Silently through this suburb
Alone with winter
Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
embraced by the night
walking, the air freeing me
birds high overhead
A walk through the dark
Moving over the boardwalk
The quiet’s beauty
I enjoyed editing this one. The texture is wonderful, at least to me.
Under the sunlight
Farmers display their wares
Clouds splicing the sky
I love farmers markets. Two are nearby: Edmonds (Saturdays) and Everett (Sundays). If we miss one, we have the other. It’s a lovely setup.
My home was once there
The outward shape is still there
And yet, it’s transformed
Walking these old streets
Visions of dirty concrete
Echoes of our past
Grime and poverty
Once marked these streets with their truth
Now airbrushed away
Walking with dear friends
Explorations of this past
Amongst my future