the garden roses
so still and calm at twilight;
no thought for the frost
Waves bring messages,
Mankind waits along the beach,
Those of peace still drown.
Grass blades wilt here now
Cold shade in a winter haze
Moon peeks through bramble.
Fluid cells of sky
bring concrete vistas to life
in speckled portraits
Imprints in cold grass:
shadows of idle bodies
once lost in the sun
winter snow falling
two crows then three like black snow
hopping on a tree
dreaming butterflies
in ancient red mansions where
leaves now flutter by
Sun-like, his body
rises on top of hers; she
moon-like, gives him way.
A flashbulb sky roars
Iced rain scratches at paned glass
Soft steam over tea
Ice painted trees crack
Power lines snap; the blackout ?
opens to starlight.
Old oaks dwarf the house
where seasons change from shade to
acorns, leaves, despair
azure horizon
reflects in ocean mirror
strolling silhouettes
Red, yellow and green
Lollipop trees drop their leaves:
Only sticks remain.
Tall trees are bent low,
Their branches reaching for earth.
Heaven is too far.
carefully reading
a book window-side midnight
snow's ambient light
slender curve of moon
in the cool descending night
yin and yang at rest
Sailboats wrapped in snow
sigh softly and ache for spring,
dreaming of the sea.
Snow falling on fields,
beneath a crows silent wings,
softly gives and takes.
crowds of autumn leaves
dance at dusk through graying streets
lifted by the wind
shimmering white sand
with wildflowers in the dunes;
raging, burning sun.
flowers attract bees
open heart exposed to all
no love without pain
The air is white with
thistledown. The sky is red
with the Harvest Moon.
Perching on the log
grains of sand by river side
as fine as his life.
Open room window
waft of fresh cone of pine tree
growing beyond hill.
faster and faster
ice skaters circle the pond
keeping pace with time
Lifting Twilight Flow
Moves Light Around and into
Sky's Falling Darkness
Brazen mountain side
lightened up by the last rays
of the setting sun
Walking through pre-dawn
fog... full moon measuring its
height imprecisely
the dogwood is dry
from the hard sun of summer
her leaves look for rain
the Autumn sun shines
golden leaves fall from the sky
Listen - the wind speaks
autumn's life story---
of youth, spring love, golden years
each leaf a memoir
windy autumn day
prismatic petals deluge---
garden tsunami
winds will whirl wildly
shaking loose any leaf left
trees sometimes topple
billowing kudzu
on a cloud-covered fall day
summer's hopeless hold
We could have it all
But for one law of nature
Reach exceeds our grasp
Each blade of green grass
Holds diamonds that catch the sun
As the dew burns off