restless nights, jade lit
autumn winds blow tattered cloud
across moon spirit
skeletal trees weep
world wrapped in cold bleak winter
? my heart walks alone
high flying airplane
feet grounded miles away
spring brings thoughts of change
Spring's green vibrato
Earth rises from Winter's tomb
symphony of hope
in a dark season
the soft sounds of angel wings
wrapping the wounded
Summer oppressed spring
forced her cherry blossoms down
staining ground deep pink
raindrops fall on silk
petals, green stalks grow turgid;
for spring, they struggle.
perhaps we will kiss
again when the summer rains
nourish our passion
winter moon in shards
a smell of wine lingering
on the attic floor
The Spring of My Life
holds up my basement window
reciting Issa
The breath of winter
A reminder of a kiss
Ice and heat are one
winter trees stand nude
waiting for the leaves of spring
to clothe them again
Ice covers ground but
blades of grass fight their way through
Spring is almost here
Thick roots and branches
telling tales of the seasons
carried by blossoms.
spring comes to the land
snow melts leaving lace of ice
a green sprout breaks through
full late winter moon
entwined in bare tree branches
caught, then floating free
spring's messenger bird
has returned to fallow fields
red-breasted and round
a gray spring drizzle?
I had hoped for a flower,
perhaps even two
the waters of spring
flood the meadows with blossoms?
walking the cows home
up north?winter sun
skates across the frozen lakes
until spring sun comes
post coital season
after the virulent blush
cinders fall to ash
mosquitos invade
hover above porch glider -
summer haze bully
brown squirrel scampers
evades two grackles on fence
opening spring dance
the spring sun peeks in
bully wind chases it out
spring will arrive soon
an early spring rain
drops gold onto sleeping dogs
women wake and cry
six yellow finches
feasting on sunflower seeds
bright spring festival
plentiful and green
this spring the plum tree's budding
promises new growth
winter's dance begins
radiator castanets
fill the house with warmth
spring light kisses her
brushed mauve and golden hues
bring her peace at dawn
In fading spring light
long lost friends find each other
adventure unfolds
A cold day in March
when I though spring had arrived
snow and cold came back
front lawn tire prints
the honda sits at the curb
dreaming winter gone
when least expected
winter's drought grass has revealed
tiny white flowers
recently tilled soil,
hunting ground for hungry fowl,
ends cold winter's dearth
bare wisterias
are bespeckled in bright mauve
bleak winter's ending
A long summer drought
old woman in a lawn chair
watering dead grass