I often walk here
I love these unique stylings
Creative neighbors
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A scene from today’s walk
Walking through the rain
WIth summer’s end approaching
This crafted flower
Though it cooler than the past few days, it felt plenty warm to me. Greater Seattle’s mugginess felt fine to me.
An afternoon walk
The afternoon sun
Warm as we move to evening
My feet keep moving
An evening walk: tonight’s haiku
This night was lovely
Walking alone with my thoughts
While the sun descends
Tonight’s Haiku: An Evening Walk
Walking near the shore
Sunlight gracefully setting
My mind is swirling
It’s been a rough couple of days. A few moments of peace were very welcome. Walking and writing poetry connect me to the greater grace of the universe. And I’m grateful.
I’m grateful for you, too, dear readers. The likes and comments make me feel like I add value to your lives with my shaped words. So, thank you for reading, liking and commenting! It lightens the heavier loads in my life.
Walking along the shore
Walking in the night
Enjoying this graceful scene
Of the moon’s ascent
One of my favorite places is the waterfront in Edmonds, about 30 miles north of Seattle. I adore walking along the shore. Even tonight in the cold, though there were moments of striking clarity.
My afternoon walk
An afternoon walk
Journeying through the quiet
With only my mind
Tonight’s Sunset: A Haiku
The descending sun
Vibrant colors bursting forth
With life resetting
Went for a walk this evening. Met my Fitbit step goal, got some lovely photos, and did some thinking. A great way to spend an hour.
Memories of a fading Seattle
Many memories
Walking past the empty halls
In winter’s darkness
Ages ago I lived in Seattle’s heart. At that point, beginning a transformation, becoming the economic behemoth of our now. Then we were still the refuge of the poor, downtrodden. Suburban business professionals drifting through, vanishing as the clock struck five. The flurry of buses and cars carrying them away, far away from us. I found myself wandering nighttime streets, streetlights and gentle rain accompanying my steps. An urban beauty.
A Haiku From My Walk
Moving through mid-day
I step outside and reclaim
Focus and vision
