resisting waking
sunlight reaches my window
life keeps on moving
Another morning, life keeps moving. Onwards…
Category: Daily Haiku
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.
Under the Clouds
set under the clouds
my city moves through the rain
while fueled by coffee
A rainy day here, just north of Seattle. One that brings me memories of northwestern Oregon. The winter rains in Astoria where my feet were my main mode of transportation. I guess that came from the heavy weight of the rain drops along with their coldness.
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Tuesday Evening Haiku
seeking signs of spring
renewed life begins to bud
with rain less bitter
On today’s walk I focused on searching for signs of spring. Not many yet, but I found these. I expect that the signs will grow via each passing day. C
Newness
winter’s grip loosening
with the clouds drifting eastward
wonder of birdsong
Hints of Spring
as crocuses bloom
February nearly done
the air still quite cool
Flowers are pushing their way above the soil. Yet most of the trees remain barren. But one I saw today has a riot of small blossoms. Change continues, as it does.
Haiku Response To Today’s FOWC
one upon the wire
the crow’s colleague in the trash
staunchest of allies
Here’s my contribution to the Fandango Word of the Day Challenge: Staunch.
Friday Morning Haiku
spring flowers awake
striving for the blessed sun
such problems they solve
Awoke to Birdsong
awoke to birdsong
slowly the sun rises
hinting at springtime
The birds were quite boisterous this morning. Looks like spring is nearly here. Though this hasn’t been that burial of a winter around here, I am ready for spring. Are you?
Surprised By Sunlight
surprised by sunlight
after so much morning rain
this lightness of being
Winter Berries
winter bares food, too
and the birds know where to seek
so life continues
Found these berries on a recent walk. Summer, of course, bursts with live giving foods for all. Winter, it seems, is more stealthy. But food is present!
