Oh, so Seattle
Remnants of chewing remain
A peculiar site
Category: Poetry
Poetry became part of my life decades ago. My first memory involving poetry: a creative writing class from seventh grade. Poetry and writing remain crucial parts of my life to this day.
I find my inspiration in the commonplace, in everyday experiences, in current events. My daily meditations grant me a great deal of clarity, which comes in verse.
Currently, I’m focusing short-form poetry. Predominantly I’m writing haiku/senryu with some tanka. For the past few years, I’ve worked to post a haiku daily. Though not perfect, I’ve been able to stick to that schedule pretty well. Some longer forms come to me, too, though mostly in free-verse.
Welcome to this Monday morning
This busy weekend
Has ended. New beginnings
Opportunities
This Morning’s Gray Skies: A #Haiku
Gray skies this morning
I find peacefulness herein
Calmness in this light
Looking South Over Lake Union
Looking to the south
Lake Union and the city
These brilliant lights
One of my favorite views of the city. Something about the sparkling lights reaches into the deepest recesses of my mind.
The Season Transforms
Sun flows into through glass
Counting days for routine’s return
Crisp mornings, sunlight hidden
Shall transform into damp,
Gray tranquility
A Haiku About The BC Fires
I guess I’m lucky. My major impact from these fires has been increased sneezing. It might also play a part in the migraines I’m fighting these past few days. There are many folks for whom this is seriously debilitating. I’m glad that’s not me.
Any way, as I’m want to do, here’s a haiku for you.
Larabee State Park: A Haiku
As the cliff decays
Life will keep grasping skyward
Hope thrives in sunlight
Tide pools are a big deal for my family, so we trundled off to Bellingham’s Larabee State Park. This tree is just above the trail came down to the beach from. I’m always fascinated by the way trees adapt to their surroundings. Especially when their paths are inhibited. In this case by erosion.
A Haiku: Westward View At Dusk
Sunlight drifting low
Colored clouds hidden by trees
Westward view at dusk
Living between two mountain ranges comes with many visual benefits. The beauty of “greater Seattle”. I do love living here.
Marysville folks: Strawberry Festival is this weekend
Celebrating the importance of this crop to the city’s history, Marysville’s Strawberry Festival hosts many activities for the whole family. With a parade Saturday, followed by fireworks in the park being the biggest parts.
If you live in Marysville, remember this disrupts movement around town. Lots of extra traffic, and State Ave will be shut down most of Saturday. Be ready!
It’s a huge amount of fun, so check out their website for details.
Marysfest.org
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Walking this evening: A poem
An evening stroll
As I’m often want
To do.
These sidewalks, older than me
My memories stretch back
Decades.
Once, my dream,
Distant travel.
That has waned
My love for this area
Grown to significant
Proportions.
This path I’ve trudged
At least a thousand times
Changed for biredom
Now is home