Army of ravens
Bow power lines in winter
Wingspans darken skies
Dove flies through cold breeze.
Lands to rest on soft white ground.
Fades on winter snow.
late winter morning
new buds snuggle in branches
slumbering til spring
a cold winter breeze
snowflakes parachute softly
on empty branches
scattered to the winds
dusty leaves and lifeless skin
end of a season
He massages pigs
with salt and pepper before
the slow, winter snow.
yellow elder leaves
blow away before first frost
afraid to wear white
still leafless and damp
my tree full of noisy crows
feels the spring sunlight
swaying field of grass -
a summer wind scatters thoughts
to blue horizons
Sparrows chirruping
in the unceasing deluge ?
winter slips away.
branches in mourning
surrender to the autumn?
scattering of leaves
children still at play
after a long dry summer
feet on brittle leaves
chaste upon her lips
morose whisper of winter
loss consumed her bones
Glowing summer moon
Reflects across the water
A fishing raccoon
A soft summer breeze
across the scorching paved road
An urban oven
A man ought to love
brown leaves and the last acorn
before winter snow
Burnt greenhouse. No seed.
Black boards in a brackish field.
Equinox, at least.
Muffled quietness
Shroud that covers everything
A winter snowfall
tangerine sunrise
spring wakes buds on birch branches-
sleepless night, child sick
Kawazu sits there
like an old man needing warmth
spring comes so quickly
Harsh the cold wind blows
Yet tears burn strongly with heat
sad is this season
On winter's windy
days, that faithful sentry, my
scarecrow salutes me
Windless summer days
Even birds sing lazily
Sparse now with their praise
even butterflies
might follow the lowest moth
into autumn lights
stars unlatch themselves
at dawn from the Harvest Moon
dissolve like weak dreams
snow purls small stitches
rows and rows a woolen scarf
upon winter's neck.
Weighted red petals
spring lively, greeting sun, when
morning dew drops drip
leaves in rainwater
naked branches catch snowflakes
in a winter breeze
today's joy unfolds
quiet gladness celebrate
under summer moon
at the hospital ?
spring flowers filling her room
winter in her eyes
when the winter comes
the sunlight over the snow
heaven fell to earth
Desolation in
the wood. The winter moon shows
only death tonight.
illinois city
shrugs its shoulders, taxes me
for pure spring water
one day spring appears--
dirt, sun, rain, the tilt of Earth--
it lives beyond words
the winter magpie
skips by so nonchalantly
everything freezes
Spring creeps into streams
their pools breathe deep as each waits
for salmon to leap.