we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls