Seen from far away,
the leaves fallen from bare trees
look like brown blossoms.
A mountain, peeking?
summer bringing clearer skies,
the robin warbling.
like spirit islands
fog floats the sea around me
vaporous but real
new glories gild shores
blooms diffuse their sweets around
fruitful rain descends
hear birds spreading joy
music waking dawn today
around their feeder
drunk man stumbles home
beats his wife for the last time
she leaves while he sleeps
Late nights of nothing
sound quiet as rain on grass
and I grow as fast.
It's a nice capo
to have a warm bed in which
to fall like a leaf.
Words written in sand,
wisdom left for wind and tide,
momentarily.
Leaves changing colour.
Lives changing like the season.
We no longer talk.
knotted ball of thread
wind around the troubled kid
strangled spiders web.
Quiet winter day
New moon visible at noon
Two crows flying west
snow falls like the rain
sweet is the touch of my love
in pain my soul weeps
Rose hues on gray sky
Earth blue islands faraway
Worlds where no one dies.
eastern winds blowing
all nature mourns in showers
trees weep on their banks
The spray arcs sunward,
Wind makes the sail tremble tight;
Two rainbows in tow.
Dawn's light holds in breath --
A heron strikes bright water,
Scattering the sun.
Sun has disappeared
Movement in the ancient pine
A chickadee flits
Birch leaves: propellers
Twirling sunlight into green
You hear the wind blow
Waves bring messages,
Mankind waits along the beach-
Those of peace still drown.
Birds ripple the wine-
colored sunset, hoisting sails
on the summer sea.
As the menacing
summer storm builds momentum,
green leaves shake ? jazz hands!
Bumblebee, hanging
midair, not a flower near?
maybe lost in thought.
Breeze rustles dry grass
Birds sing, frogs croak, squirrels chirp
The sounds of silence
stark leaf-stripped branches
good-bye kisses on doorsteps
harvest moon waning
silence on the beach
your sky vast and crystal clear
my heart wide open
Furious winds blow
Spineless branches scrape the earth
And then leap skyward
Lights above the trees
Sentries of white, red and blue
Guiding our escapes
Woods are so peaceful,
a place you can breathe the air,
and unclear the mind.
Sunset at the lake~
Empty Adirondack chairs
face autumn's twilight.
Hummingbird in air.
Cat hiding in the garden.
Milk now turned sour.
pink orchard blossoms
swayed by the breeze greet the sun
diffusing sweet scent
tall stands the pine tree
its twin in the calm water
whisper timeless tales
Air conditioner
white-noise: copper-silver wind,
electric heaven.
Each day's earth begets
a fresh green philosophy.
Watch them sprout like seeds.
The sand strewn with souls
Sitting on the beach of Death
The tide rushes in