suburban wanders
as fresh cut grass’ scent dances
memories awake
Today’s Word of the Day Challenge features “fresh”. As it’s spring here in the suburbs of Seattle, and I’m listening to a mower’s drone, this flowed from my keyboard.
Tag: suburbia
Mysteries
next to the sidewalk
what strange story exists here?
today’s mystery
Wednesday, Early Morning
outside my window
sounds of cat lust, or a fight?
awake before dawn
Strange sounds in the night
Strange sounds of the night
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Walking In Suburbia
A haiku reflection on this evening’s walk. Very delightful journey through this suburb I call home.
Awoke by sirens: an early morning #haiku
Awoke by sirens
Deep in the pre-dawn darkness
I say a prayer
Walking in Suburbia
Walking in sunshine
Just below these powerlines
Life in the suburbs
A Monday Early Morning Haiku
A street shines just outside my window. The quiet of this suburb, both home and alien.
Suburban Night
Suburban silence
Raindrops rattling my roof
The beauty of home
A Friday Night In The Suburbs
Birds break the silence
No cares for propriety
Suburbia’s charms
I hope your Friday night we lovely. Tis now time for slumber to dominate.