liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…

silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union

grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…

Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work

Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing

I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be

it was always said that of all the people on the Island I loved life the best I who had the least but I had all I needed

pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction

sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two

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 -

the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom

Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind

I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies

I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…