In the moonless sky
a shadow walks the sunshine
to the other side
the stars remain still
in the dark depths of the night -
no boats on the lake
The cool breeze hisses?
snow hides the big Everest
travelers climb up
On the desert road,
the setting sun paints me gold
a lonely fox cries.
yesterday's cold wind
chimney smoke and street blown leaves
hours before snow
His lung portioned out.
Sterile sheets, beeping. Outside
the leaves are turning.
beautiful glacier
standing above small city
eyes touch snow clothed hills
Snow-white butterfly
Floats by on a summer breeze
Slowly melts away
under shrouds of cloud
stealthy purple mountains rise
to capture the sun
walking across snow
leaving watery footprints
as winter exits
Trees stripped bare of leaves
under a crisp, golden star
while fruits are yielded.
cemetery hill
rising snow carries the dead
further away still
puff of powder snow
permeates a cedar branch
her fingers thread his
hanging from a branch
where birds nested in the spring
icicles in pairs
Snow piles on the ground
Looking for longevity
First week in April
Alone in the night
Blinking eyes search in the dark
The moon sheds some light
Here above the clouds
Seeing the freeway below
Looking down at birds
Cape foxtail grasses
slight agreeable sea breeze
rustles awns faintly
howling northern winds
break bare tree limbs and branches
leaving open wounds
fox tracks in old snow
pale sunlight through morning clouds --
planes out of Dulles
winter snow melting
revealing green grass below
blue jays in the rain
Pale green periscopes
Piercing seas of muddy snow
Seeking warmth and light
forsythia burst
slumbered gardens awaken
birds rejoice in song
swiftly shooting star
cyan streaks on shadowed sky
tall treetops tremble
covered by fresh snow
the kale roots sipping the melt:
birds peck at the edge
Valley lost in cloud,
rain falls steady all morning,
drips glisten on twigs
bamboo sways and bends
gives way without questioning
the source of the wind
Perched on her sky shelf --
the delicate China moon --
fragile, porcelain.
wind tossed lace curtains?
marriage of cabbage and brine
six green canning jars
Red-tailed carnivore
dive-bombs cottontail rabbit;
geranium snow.
Snow in our courtyard
Waiting by the windowsill
My breaths trace your name.
Luminous white orb
Hangs high in the crisp night sky
Midst bright diamonds
sparrow-heart, darling
do you drink from the river?
taking stones inside
night, how still the surf
only murmurs in the air
new moon overhead
Summer rain spatter
Unsettled dusky maiden.
Parasol resort.
Bitter autumn wind
Sinks teeth into summer's end.
Leaves visibly flinch.