Pursuing Progress
This poem is my contribution to the Fandango Word of the Day Challenge, “outcome”.
in this time of rage
I seek an outcome of hope
living gracefully
Featured image by Lynnelle Richardson from Pexels
through the evening rain
beyond the coming darkness
sun in the future
I embrace the night
rain flows from forgotten roofs
safe inside my coat
Another experiment with Adobe Spark.
a new day begins
underneath my feet I hear
freshly fallen leaves
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
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?
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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scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano
I spent many hours of my mid-twenties wandering Seattle’s bookstores and coffee shops. Fond, fond memories. Though a challenging time, mainly financial, I enjoyed that time. Traveling into Seattle became more and more challenging over the years since I returned to Lynnwood. It looks dramatically different, and I haven’t been down since the pandemic started. Puget Sound’s north end holds its charms, too. Just different ones. Evolutions, I guess.
Early morning fog
Autumn diffusing the dawn
Delightful silence
breathe in, fill my lungs
then exhaling, life’s motion
night freeing my soul
Just trying to focus my breathing, calling my mind and soul, seeking tranquility and rest.