these grey morning skies
echoing my memories
birdsong calming me
These grey, cloudy mornings are a part of my soul.
Tag: clouds
Morning Poem, July 6, 2020
grey coolness flows in
obscures the morning sunlight
flowers wake slowly
A Haiku On A Cloud Filled Night
Tranquility
Moonlit clouds
Gracefulness
The moon peeks through the clouds this cool Seattle evening. Misty rains paused long enough for me to complete a walk. Thus my mood’s betterment achieved.
Wishing you all thoughts of peace during these troubled times.
Rain Begins To Fall: A Haiku
the clouds get darker
rain starts to fall on my face
and birds quiet now
A Lunar Haiku
at this brief moment
the clouds dancing with the moon
as winter deepens
Such a lovely moon this evening.
This morning’s #haiku: awaiting dawn
awaiting dawn
light’s grace upon the dark clouds
rain’s song to the trees
Dawn may come earlier, but it’s still dark before I leave for work, still dark on many drive home. This, at times, challenges many mood. I work to stay cognizant of my minds health.
A Cloudy Night Haiku
clouds dancing eastwards
souls uncovering new dreams
wind chimes whispering
Cloud Covered Mountains
clouds grasping stones
visages hidden with grace
the movement of light
Seattle’s Grey Clouds: Tonight’s #haiku
A Sunday Seattle Morning
Just out my window
Watching this December rain
I finish my tea
I woke early this morning fighting a migraine. The daggers in my skull have been dulled, but the mental fog and inability to focus remain. The grey, rainy skies seem to fit perfectly with my state of being.
