Lazy wind

Lazy wind carries
promise of rain, rattling through
leaves waiting to fall.

Night rain

Rain pounds in the night,
never stops, never tires, no
slack just dominance.

High tide (2)

Swelling tide pushing
upriver, gently forcing
salmon to their fate.

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High slack; tides silent
stillness. Tipping point of time
awaiting destiny.

The Rose (2)

Cupped in my hand I
bore home a white rose found torn,
petal to concrete.


How can rose petals,
soft and powerless, push so
firmly in my hand?

Thunder clouds

Clouds churn, angry grey
'gainst menacing blue, roiling
into thunderstorms.

Grass

Grassy seed heads, soft
on my fingers, gentle me,
calm me, ease my pace.

4 pm

The sun beams around
the Douglas fir to my page
bringing brilliance

Allysum

Honey aroma
from white allysum creeping
beside my front door.

Lavender

Lavender, the scent
of purple palely borne on
autumn's early breeze.