ocean breeze arrives
rustling our potted bamboo
window faces west
Nurseries for stars
With countless worlds to blossom
From bright, neon clouds
Storm clouds hover high
Rain hangs like mist in mid-air
We yearn for puddles
Cold breeze strokes my skin
Soft melody of raindrops
Calm winter morning
cold, wintery breeze
blanket of frost covers ground
blackbird suns on branch
glow of morning fog
an empty eagle's nest waits
clinging to branches
Trees stretch twig fingers
Tickling the underbellies
Of the laughing clouds.
Clouds billow and spread,
Soaking up the emptiness,
Mopping up the sky.
Willow branches dance
Warm breeze across the water
Mother calls me home
delicate flower
sways in the warm mountain breeze
without a worry
Summer fog rolls in.
Dewdrops bead the blooming rose.
Breathe the scented air.
fading horizon
black trees, wispy clouds, bright stars
nautical twilight
Meditative sounds
Of rain nourishing plant life
Reminiscent walks
Fall winds gust up skirts
Blowing high bright colored leaves
Exposing bare limbs.
Warm-stemmed mint wind bends
Soft purple bursts of crocus
White rain spits silver
jagged lightning streaks
scribble across darkened sky
low thunder mutters
Deer pause to listen -
Lullaby of wind whispers
Woodpecker applauds
By the banyan trunk
Shelter from the thunderstorm
Lightning still rages
cold mists carry scent
satisfied in scarlet snow
memories of spring
saffroned winter sun
caught amid the leafless trees
sky of frosting clouds
black skeleton trees
winter bones against the snow
frantic geese fly south
It's immutable-
the darkness before the storm,
then the lightening.
kernels of sleet fall
on the cobblestone pavement
winter not quite yet
above the waters,
over deciduous trees,
covenant rainbow
breezes bring poems
riding stallion latitudes
galloping rhythms
Son climbing boulder
Taller than your little self
Leap into a cloud
through lowering clouds
the nickled light of morning
tentatively peers
Moisture dribbles down
fogged coffee shop window panes.
Snow quilts hide pickups.
cold October rain
tea growing cool in brown mug
muted household sounds
Sunlight through the prism--
this light waterfall is me
reflecting a cloud.
Freshly fallen snow,
bird tracks layered with raccoon
scribe hieroglyphics.
narrow steep stone steps
guide hot feet to soft smooth sand
breathe in cool sea breeze
heavy clouds descend
beach plunges into gray gloom
sky is lost at sea
feathers on the path
a wind among yellow leaves
with birds on its breath
your love is cool rain
falling on the arid scene
quenching desert thirst
bees flit through velvet
sway of sedge and pink foxglove
sun-dried clouds soak earth