birds and crickets chirp
locusts bounce in high grasses
Arboretum dawn
framed in shades of blue
billowing white taffeta
summer's midday sky
at dusk, rowan trees
become long-fingered giants
unbraiding my hair
storm clouds cast fine nets,
trawling the mountain shadows
sinking sun plunges
like a Newgrange dawn
sunrise fires through the darkness
igniting shadows
Late summer sun warms
tomato is turning red
earth spins and wobbles
Whitecapped bands of clouds
Roll in waves across the sky
Toward the beach of dawn.
shadows stretch long arms
underneath the dripping sun
anticipation
Your skin bowing 'neath
my touch reminds the deaf sky
of stars, of sleep.
Ghostly glow of moon
Unsung songs of sleeping birds
Waiting to emerge
The full moon tarries
admiring her rival's blush
blooming on the hills
Indigo sky eats
the sun and stars, silver, light
a velvet nightfall.
In the midday sun;
A spider dragging its web
through the withered grass.
tree swallows return
settling into their old home
a spring sky stirring
heavy with wet snow
dark long fingertips sky bound
point accusations
Black ocean waves run
Fingers through the moonlight harp
Midnight opera
silent in its path
the moon reflects in ripples
leaping to each wave
In the moonless sky
a shadow walks the sunshine
to the other side
the stars remain still
in the dark depths of the night -
no boats on the lake
On the desert road,
the setting sun paints me gold
a lonely fox cries.
hawk with mouse alights
fence post's quiet tenancy
salutes carmine dawn
under shrouds of cloud
stealthy purple mountains rise
to capture the sun
Trees stripped bare of leaves
under a crisp, golden star
while fruits are yielded.
Alone in the night
Blinking eyes search in the dark
The moon sheds some light
fox tracks in old snow
pale sunlight through morning clouds --
planes out of Dulles
swiftly shooting star
cyan streaks on shadowed sky
tall treetops tremble
Perched on her sky shelf --
the delicate China moon --
fragile, porcelain.
Luminous white orb
Hangs high in the crisp night sky
Midst bright diamonds
night, how still the surf
only murmurs in the air
new moon overhead
Gray clouds hide the sun?
Snowflakes bustle past my nose?
Winter stomps his feet.
Mighty loon dips head,
moonlight off-beat anagram.
Shadow ripple shrinks.
Pressed from rotten fruit
Flies meander on the brim
Roasting in the sun
opaline snow rings
tarnishing the silver moon -
old age settles in
sun rays angle down-
a row of birch tree shadows
disguises deep snow
Cloudless brilliant dawn?
Blue Jay hops up to the sky.
Bough to branch to twig.
white blanketed trees
snowflakes dancing from the sky
melting on my tongue