My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
she watches him as if the fault were in her eyes poor shorn Sampson withered hands grip the canes that barely hold the frail reflect…
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane