(2012)
First full day of spring
#Haiku
the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
All I wanted to do was ride my mo… And make out at Spooner’s Point. But when Mary Daley got pregnant Her father threatened me with the… So I married her and went to work
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
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 -
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…
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…
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight