smoke lingers
hiding the sunlight
praying for rain
The air quality in Seattle is supposed to improve dramatically over the next day. And rain is in the forecast both today and tomorrow. Relief approaches!
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.
Scent of Old Books
scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano
Thinking of Beat poets while listening to jazz this hazy, smokey Seattle morning.
Seattle Smoke
With my eyes stinging
And the sun hidden by smoke
I’m praying for rain
The smoke of the west coast is getting tiresome. Now, Seattle is much better off than many parts of the region, so I really can’t complain too much.
We are expecting the air quality to improve over the next few days, which I welcome greatly. I’m really looking forward to unimpeded breathing.
Across the dew drops
Across the dew drops
Dancing upon the petals
Not bruising egos
With Autumn Nearing
With autumn nearing
Streetlight flickers on, then off
A few dried leaves fall
Early Morning Haze
Early morning haze
Sunlight hampered by the smoke
Disrupting autumn
Another smoky, hazy day here in Seattle. The air quality is expected to be slightly better than yesterday. It should continue to get better as the week progresses. I look forward to breathable air.
Laying bare our fears
Laying bare our fears
Feel the sunlight on our souls
Swaying sunflowers
The bees keep working
Through the intense sun
And air choked with smoke moving
The bees keep working
The air in the greater Seattle has been filled with the smoke of many fires. Carried by the wind miles, a gift to be choked, I guess. The bees seem unperturbed.
An Evening Walk
on this evening walk
with my mind feeding my soul
in this cool night air
Seattle Smoke
in this morning air
destructive rage blowing west
the sepia sky
The featured image is out my front door, trying to capture the smoky haze that’s descended upon Seattle. My lungs hurt a bit, my eyes sting, and I feel for my asthmatic friends and the misery they’re going through.
