(2013)
Bar road
#Haiku
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
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a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
a cookbook is a strange place to find a recipe for the mind but the notes tell me the lemon tr… blooms year ‘round, never stops; while one branch sweetens the air
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes