Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party
