Thoroughly enjoying this morning’s coffee. It’s the little things in life, isn’t it?
Morning, Dark Roast
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Day 300 & Day 301: Drizzle; Numbers and Noise
Yesterday’s poem written before a long drive through some yucky weather. Too heavy to be called mist, too light to be called rain. Just wet enough to make the roads fun to drive on and seep into everything.
Drizzle
This morning’s poem brought to you from that “I don’t know where this is coming from” part of my mind. I’m honestly not sure if it’s a form of insight or simply my attempt to process everything that’s going on lately in the world. There just seems to be so much…
Numbers and Noise
Day 137: Drizzle
It’s so easy to fall off the horse.
I had some technical difficulties with my phone, which I think has since been corrected (fingers crossed), and it snowballed into poetry procrastination and before I knew it… Well, the thing about falling off the horse is that you can get back on. Unless you break something. Then maybe go to a hospital first.
Anyway. The dog needed to go out early this morning to take care of his business and we got caught in some mildly chilly drizzle, which inspired today’s poem.
By the way, I didn’t stop writing poetry entirely while I was off that horse, so those pieces will be shared soon.
Drizzle
Day 300: Tropical Depression
You may have heard, it’s pouring down here in Galveston. Keeping dry and safe though, so all is well.
Tropical Depression
Day 258: The Rain Will Come
Glanced at the weather app on my phone this morning. We are due for a lot of rain this week!
The Rain Will Come
Day 253: Thunder Thunder
A Storm is rolling in this morning.
Thunder Thunder
Day 231: Our Host, August
The heat of August is killing me.
Our Host, August
Day 118: Galveston, Home
My bride and I have been down in Galveston now for a little over half a year and we love it here. I found myself reflecting on that this morning and let that become the basis for today’s poem.
As an aside, we took some family member to the Galveston Art Walk this weekend. The first exhibit we walked in to was called “Cat Butt Parfait.” I’ll leave it to your imagination exactly what it contained. My parent’s reaction? Priceless.
Galveston, Home
Day 112: Tropical Storm Barry
First potential tropical storm coming our way since we moved to the island. Naturally it’s the weekend we’ve got family coming down to visit. Oh well. Should be an interesting experience and one I intend to make the best of and have some fun.
Tropical Storm Barry
Day 55: The Sun Shines On
After weeks of sea fog the sun is here! Unfortunately my bride and I will not be able to take advantage of it today. That’s the thing about the sun though, isn’t it? It’s always shining. Even in Seattle the rain occasionally parts to let it through.
The Sun Shines On
