red bird minds nearby
stark against the crisp snow drifts
my late dad's spirit
new trash in alleys
swirling in the warm fall wind
paper cups dancing
Fall retains its glow
Falling leaves and golden times
Followed by the snow
On the hot, dry sand
Bones of an old coyote,
A spiral of wind
Rain on the window
my shoulder, your restless head--
where secrets are safe
watch, inhale the frost
you, my thunderclap woman
justifying me
Glass beach surf castoffs
Wave polishes rainbow stones
Vanishing treasures
Freezing rain and snow
Silken black lace of winter
Children ice skating.
clouds above rockies
an angel hood ornament
spreads its wings in flight
Darkness, quiet rain
Train whistles in the distance
I think I can sleep
sudden morning storm
rolling thunder, heavy rain
frogs taking cover
Wind ruffles your hair
As you board the new school bus.
Where has the time gone?
Morning mist rises
To the top of mount Fuji
Under purple skies
The wind smells like death,
I think of you breathing it--
The sound at low tide.
heavy summer air
thick with rain wanting to fall
my plants love you so
Fragile egos caught
On tree limbs like broken kites
Flapping in the wind
dark drifting wall-cloud
tendrils of rain trail below
backlit setting sun
leaden, heavy rain
pouring into the turned earth
shovel left to rust
midsummer snow squall
cottonwood pelts the windshield
in flights of fancy
what a mist upon
the mossed river. crocus blooms
beside grey-green stones.
An intimate rain
Reaches suddenly to me
Out of a clear sky
Female beekeeper
Trailing bees like smoke netted
Soft wind: so intent.
wooden bench, slats grayed
warped by summer sun and rain
our sanctuary
Forgotten teddy
Sits lonely on a bookshelf
Until thunder booms
trimming donkey feet
summer sun behind rain clouds
I call with carrots
a storm is coming-
white coyote glances back
over ragged fur
rain on latte stone
ancient spiritual beat
my heart knows this song
cannot take my eyes
from the weather-beaten barn
standing up to time
Lazy morning breeze
Bed so soft like Wonder Bread
Live life with no crust
Tendrils of strong flame
Curl throughout an endless maze
Yet cower in rain.
Thunderous applause
Rose ? more pretty and more sweet
Following the storm
Early morning fog
Greets another born new day
Sleepy eyes now blink
a bumblebee blends
into a black-eyed Susan?
cloud-shaded hillside
fiery pink bison
stampede purple plains above,
thunder storm in spring
Snow-capped mountain peaks
Last vestiges of winter
Storing desert hope.
warm rain on snowdrops
i explain to the children
where the snowmen go