alone the swan drifts
in the shadow of the waves ?
the oar drips water
tick and tack of sleet
upon breadth of dying blades -
duck paddles through reeds
As evening light fades
Rabbit nibbles on clover
An owl's talons twitch
Snow falling on fields,
beneath a crows silent wings,
softly gives and takes.
dancing through the night
Saigon, city of life, owl
dreams the morrow's hawk
lady so serene
as an unblemished white dove
a sight to behold
owl silent as sin
snatches up unfulfilled dreams
? i ponder the dark
feathers of ice fog
sever plains of blue into
sky geometry
Across a calm lake
Towing a wedge of ripples
One green-headed duck.
The robin, hopping,
peers over its grey wing as
the spring sun departs.
fresh spring stage debut
new male feather dance review
female audience
Shy autumnal bird
did you brush against the moon
to get that pale down?
a hurricane nears
the lost swan swims in circles
looking for his mate
Red breasted robin
calls in snow fallen garden
rotten apple waits
a robin's chirrup
replaces the killdeer's call
winter cedes to spring
Spring bird sings freely
For nature's food, it takes wing
The summer cat waits
blackberry thicket
rabbit peacefully slumbers
the owl is patient
Anna's hummingbird
beating insubstantial wings
defies gravity
Skillful fisherman
the patient white heron waits
just biding its time
Like a splash of ink
Black against the parchment sky
The raven flies past.
Eros Hotel, where
your whistling became bird songs
outside our window.
Broken wing hangs low
Dove watches the flock in flight
With longing and fear
sitting together
two angle wing butterflies
on hot banana
Red silt water flows
Gray rocks smoothed by rivers churn
Birds and water sing
The silhouettes of
ten birds race across pavement
I cover my head
vibrant colored birds
soaring the endless azure
the kite festival
Socialising birds
Help in searching for lost seed
Eating all the finds
With an autumn sky
Red birds sing into the night
Wolves howl by stone caves.
hawk slices the sky
against the white drifting froth
and yet leaves no wake
Without prideful thoughts
I look down upon the world.
Ah, for eagle's wings!
milky flower blooms
candy scent floats in moonbeams
angel wings alight
gritty brown water --
honks of Canada geese splash
into the farm pond
Hawk circles hours
Above Johns Peak He can't find
The way down either
Without a shadow
Creating how time can slow
A dragonfly's wing.
What does the raven
perched on the parking meter
really mean to say?
black crow on white snow
four toed print thatches pathway
Russian winter dream