
blossoms falling
bees move to the next bloom
my feet on concrete
Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
blossoms falling
bees move to the next bloom
my feet on concrete
Ok, this is not a haiku nor a poem. I hope you can forgive the deviation from my norm. Today I read a piece by Seattle writer Angela Garbes. It resonated deeply with me, so I wanted to share with you, my friends.
Published in the Seattle Met, “As Seattle Grew, I grew Up” mirrors my own experience. I, too, spent my ‘feral 20s’ wandering Capitol Hill, where I lived the better part of 10 years of my life. Seeking the urban as a cyclist seeking a car-free life, and the vibrancy I imagined coming with concrete. Years making mostly minimum wage, yet able to survive. Gentrification just starting to squeeze. I being able to rise up the wage rungs quickly enough to stay above the flood waters of economic calamity.
My revisits come filled with memories. Oh, “this was here”, and “that was there”. Then “what WAS here”? Memories combine with memory’s absence; strange feelings, ones that I’m not quite used to.
“Cities are meant to change”. Seattle’s changed, quite a bit. Driving home how time has passed, how much older I’ve become. Things I’m not quite ready to accept, so they keep rearing up. Such is the way of things I guess.
Well, I’ll finish with a haiku: it’s what my soul wants.
these old concrete walks
echoing my youth’s footsteps
urban memories
raindrops on petals
the bees now seeking shelter
spots on my glasses
This photo called to me for a haiku, and I was delighted to oblige.
the sun slips below
warm blazing orange blankets
when will the stars dance?
the glories of spring
flowers singing with boldness
swallows harmonize
though the rain has stopped
the ominous clouds stare down
birds oblivious
WITHIN THIS COLD RAIN
DROPLETS DIVING OFF FLOWERS
THE CROW LAUGHS WITH ME
This bouquet of spring
A celebration of life
Sunlight through the trees
Can you believe that this is the last Monday in April? May first is Friday! I noticed that the cherry blossoms are already starting to be shed, the last trees now filled with blossoms. Spring now fully present, at least in Seattle.
I hope this finds you safe and well.
as night has fallen
the cool rain starts falling
trees move in the breeze
A reasonably pleasant spring day, high clouds and lacking in rain. Perhaps a bit muggy as the air was still. As the sun set, the breeze picked up. Once night fell. The rain started. Now, this is Seattle. So, not a downpour, but the well known Seattle drip.
I remained indoors most of the day. Got out for a roughly one hour walk, then grabbed dinner at the nearby 5 Guys. And then back to quarantine.
How’s it going where you are?