Life's gotten so dull,
just want to run, breathe real air,
in the nature's breeze
her midnight glamour -
diamonds on indigo sky
twinkle in her eyes
A cold day in March
when I though spring had arrived
snow and cold came back
Red, white, yellow, pink
The rose garden's in full bloom
Fragrance all around
a smile of bonheur
the French word for happiness
blooms like a flower
when least expected
winter's drought grass has revealed
tiny white flowers
chilling at sunrise
the sight of frost on sere leaves
the warmth of blankets
A flake falls softly
Blankets purify the earth
Drifts with no return
petals fall from stalks,
gypsies lose their virgin souls
in cold, snow bathed streets
Stillness of the dawn
where the lonely cry rings out
and the sun rises
one clear dancing pool
water full of moonlight sang
between dreaming leaves
Birds sing lullaby
As snow falls gently on tree
Moonshadows appear
snow owl, talons low,
white wings wide, all intention
on need, never want
Sky full of clover:
a bouquet of red roses
one lonely tulip
Sunlight and spring rain
Fertilize the ground below...
Green is their offspring
Birds flutter their wings
Loose soft feathers paraglide...
The cat goes hungry
a chill winter wind
the broken shutter voicing
a strong objection
Mountains of white clouds
painted by shadow and sun
Grand, but light as air
Demons wailing loud
while riding the dark blown cloud
...a storm is brewing
Sea Sprites in the surf
dance a frolicsome fun jig -
wavelets flying high
Really rather sing
but then I guess I am, as
a bird on the wing
His belt always guides
His grip tightens on the sky
In the dark, he shines
breathing mountain air,
two boys skip the angled slate
across smooth waters
Swimming in cold fog
winter's enchantment in me
through this forest's life
Autumn afternoon
the leaves racing to the ground
colorful beauty
Last summer we slept
by the river side, my hand
almost touching yours.
Whispers in the rain
descending towards black asphalt
masking endless night
Lightning cackles here
Blue sparks jump from heavy clouds
Rain soaks a white rose.
Snow is falling down,
the whole valley is covered
in a pure white gown.
Bolts of lightning flash
Celebration in the sky
Playing hide and seek
Wind whispers soft words
Stealing leaves off the branches
Autumnal signal
cold hands grip tightly
soft ice under dirty snow
crocuses peek through
duel in the sun
the jaws of the evil truck
on the car's bumper
We stand together,
I and the mountain; in time,
Just the mountain stands.
the west wind catches
a grasshopper's final leap
car wheels lack remorse
Looking to the sky
In search of shapes and meanings -
In clouds, in our lives.