inebriated
consoled by the blood red moon
thoughts of you be still
Tide is moving in
Crabs find shelter in the sand
Fullest moon ever
the sun covers me
warming my soul as always
with mercy and love
Four cows munching grass
Lightning bugs blinking in trees
Dusk ? a summer day
tattered wings flutter
beneath the hunter moon's glow
a mallard's last cry
Reaching towards the sky
proud stalks with radiant blooms
face the golden sun.
Cancer took my friend
She was the Sun to my Moon
I play solitaire
Light means more at night
Nudity means more in light
You?ll mean more at dawn
summer sun dripping
liquid gold across the roof
fourteen caret dawn
Painted white-on-white:
Great White Egret, wings spread wide
in a cloudy sky.
the rustle of leaves
quicker than the moon can hide
more naked branches
Spiral clouds of birds
Over golden, ghostly Rome
A cold, spring twilight
sun-kissed horizon
Nocturne bows out gracefully
gossamer moment
raindrops trickle down
lightning flashes angry skies
longing for rainbows
A thin haze of fog
softens the morning sunrise
a cantaloupe sky
Rising from water
the sun's lance piercing the cloud
brings enlightenment
when Canis Major
walks its paws across night skies
it bites a bone moon
Firelight flickers
Ancient sunshine freed from wood
Faces glow with warmth
the song of an owl
a sweet shiver on the spine
fall's pale moon quivers
silk tendrils flutter
the garden fence firmament
fat white spider star
Night bursts with color
Spectators gaze up dazzled
Independence stars
bright silver ribbon
moonlight slash on cold water
cold as grey ashes
Luminous dust cloud
New moon over ripe cherries
Memories dry out
Soft unfurling fern
Fragile sprout at break of dawn
Moist with morning dew
manatees floating
the Blue Spring mirroring sky
crowded zeppelins
pink sky in April
tangled in honeysuckle
hummingbird's delight
September sunset?
winding into forever
the bucolic roads
storks moving their wings
all over the setting sun -
a goodbye message
black crow flaps its wings
suspended on a wind gust
blotting out the sun
The darkening sky
softly exhales its last wish
early autumn rain
Kisses from the sun
Burning lips leave me frozen
The touch of Midas
decaying sandbags
bursting after so much sun
spilt like torn grain sacks
low in the turquoise
a rising moon and people
strolling here and there
dark night heaven smiles
winter sighs chill fingers stretch
bullfrogs sing aloud
between two tall trees
a single fallen oak leaf --
color of sunset
The sounds puddles make -
face down, tearing into clouds,
reflecting calm skies.