Shoreline Views (Haiku)

Standing on the shoreWatching the waves ebb and flowUndisturbed Rhythm Header Photo Credit to New Leaf Photography on Amazonhttps://www.amazon.com/Beach-Photograph-Peaceful-Shoreline-Neutral/dp/B07P9TNXJK

Sunny Thoughts

A moment of sitting in the sun. Soft breezes move through tall grass blades. Birds chirping as they dart through tree branches up above. Looking up there are puffy, white clouds gently drifting. Blue sky stretches out in all directions. Pleasant sunbeams usher in the day with light and warmth. I look down at the... Continue Reading →

Dark Clouds Forming

Dark clouds form overhead. They bring a short silence before rain begins to fall. Chattering raindrops and echoes of thunder. Winds whip and swirl. Trees shake and tremble. Budding leaves have their first taste of rain. People sit inside watching through the window. Droplets cling to the glass as they slip and fall. Eager breaths... Continue Reading →

Spring Growth

Dark clouds loom overhead. Sheets of rain fall to the Earth. The dry soil drinks up the water. Slowly the temperature warms. White snow becomes dark brown soil and then to green growth. The sun breaks through the clouds and shows off the beauty. Flowers will grow from last winter's death. Beauty is just the... Continue Reading →

Soft Snowfall

Snow slowly drifts through the air. Before falling to the Earth. Large white blankets cover the ground. A powder so fine and clean. The world grows quiet as all stop and stare. The snow absorbing the oohs and aahs. We look up with amazement, almost like manna from the sky. Childlike wonder fills us as... Continue Reading →

Heat Wave

The Summer's heat bears down. Starlight burning the skin and making us sweat. Outside is blazing and the air is thick with humidity and sweat. Our only refuge is air conditioning and the sanctuary it can bring. Nerve endings are burned and people's inner heat comes out. We all have to suffer but they are... Continue Reading →

Weathered And Damaged

Standing on the front porch Wind whipping through my hair. Flooded fields and withered crops before me. The sound of soft rain is almost like hideous laughter. A single bolt of lightning touches down. The sky is lit up revealing the horror. Heavy damage is left behind. The trail of the storm carved through the... Continue Reading →

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