Magnets
Eden
sacred ancient sanctuary
vines climb through mist
to the blue light
and explode into exotic summer
Beneath
the earth shines
with winter frost
Peace
Eden
sacred ancient sanctuary
vines climb through mist
to the blue light
and explode into exotic summer
Beneath
the earth shines
with winter frost
Peace
Another summer of drought the Matta, Ni and Po rivers come and go signs noted along the highway At the Rappahannock I become aware how devastating the absence of rain has been there is little evidence a river ever ran through here, but Somewhere to the southeast the Rappahannock gathers its waters once again unto…
Je vois une femme mais, I cannot see what she sees (sitting alone dans le jardin)…
August hangs heavy in the air uncomfortably cloaking all who venture outside August forced open its eyes later this morning than yesterday labored breathing hissing over soon ssooooon (I found a cicada lying silent in the street on my morning walk today) What happened to May’s sweet promise the glittering dance of June July’s sultry…
Little people in furry clothes
Early morning sun dances across the inlet in a blizzard of light tags a falling leaf then darts up the hill weaving through the trees in a game of hide and seek Thousands of gold flecks swirl through the air lifted on the wind – while winter lies in wait around the next corner Temporarily…
Sitting on the park bench she said, ‘catch me some sparkles to take home in a jar!’ So when we are far from here on a dark and dreary day I can remember this moment – Smell the tide see again the sun dancing on the water.