cars moving slowly?
ten thousand wild geese descend
on the snowy field
fireworks in the sky
my brother-in-law gasps for
air on his deathbed
daughter placed bird seeds
in feeder outside window-
blue jay eats from ground
Harsh the cold wind blows
Yet tears burn strongly with heat
sad is this season
swift rain blurs blossoms
down my black silk cheongsam
drying on clothes line
Sun claws at the clouds
Frantically trying to see
The earth far below
Windless summer days
Even birds sing lazily
Sparse now with their praise
Bric-a-brac brooding
on lost time ? strain as hard as
the snow falls gentle.
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.
morning flushed bright pink
mountain jaws rising to greet
the clouds just waking
Weighted red petals
spring lively, greeting sun, when
morning dew drops drip
Easily unfurled
thirteen stripes and fifty stars
tree tops touch the ground
Walking home from work,
my footprints in snow point the
other direction.
leaves in rainwater
naked branches catch snowflakes
in a winter breeze
Guardians wrap me
in feathers and pine. Lift me
until I am sky.
today's joy unfolds
quiet gladness celebrate
under summer moon
at the hospital ?
spring flowers filling her room
winter in her eyes
His fleur de lis ears
tilt at squirrels vaulting tree limbs.
His tail wags the air.
when the winter comes
the sunlight over the snow
heaven fell to earth
grayish, frozen sky
a bitter wind howls at night;
snowy, hushed footfall
Half snake, half human
Fuxi repaired the heavens;
Gong Gong broke the sky
Desolation in
the wood. The winter moon shows
only death tonight.
The snow keeps falling
Flakes that land without a sound
Are they yours or mine?
man versus nature
like a child against parents
young and ignorant
one day spring appears--
dirt, sun, rain, the tilt of Earth--
it lives beyond words
westward setting sun
the moon rising right on time
one crow, my night friend
the red hound glares sharp
across the frozen river
coyote grins back
ice shards bite elm twigs
catch shine from jupiter who
chances the sun's wake
Eskimos have more
Than thirty words for snow, soon
They'll need just one; gone
thunderless lightning
sparks in emerald valley
the dance of fireflies
long lost relative
sister seal swims on her side
heartbeat of the sea
Picasso blue sky
leaking total solitude
out of the guitar.
bent grass tells of flood,
spent before the morning sun
frogs croak for their mates
A Cloud of blood swirls
In a cup of hot water
Bug in my body
June breezes blowing,
red-winged black birds on cattails,
practicing tai chi.