Last night’s brussel sprouts
Filled me with gases
Then I became a hot air balloon
Rising up through dusty webs toward stars
Who blinked at my sudden appearance. Continue reading “Ursa”
Autumn’s Fancy
Autumn’s full of flair,
Shaking out her crimson hair,
Fancy, she sipped tumblers filled
With sunlight that in summer spilled,
And now she beams while letting go
Ablaze before the fall.
Woodpecker
The woodpecker way,
Needle nosing to uncover what’s hidden,
Not for the sake of idle nosy-ness
But to get through layers
Where necessary nourishment lives,
One feeding the other,
In the movement a transference
Of information,
Though let’s call them spores or a fungal frolic
Dancing to a drilling drum beat
The woodpecker way.
Turtle By Day
Under the boughs
Turtle clouds come and go
Dissolving into blue skies
Angel ladies dance behind the ridges. Continue reading “Turtle By Day”
Throughfare
While I wait
For the storm
A pair of brown boots left in dry grasses
Call me outside wanting
To be picked up
-They’d been kicked off after
Water filled them earlier,
He’d had the hose running
Cold in the crusty afternoon
A reprieve for the restless- Continue reading “Throughfare”
Distance
Everywhere green in the heat,
Almost too bright, scorching.
A few red leaves – sun kissed or sunburned
I do not know-
They peek cheekily amidst a seagreen canopy;
Bees drone from straggly roses while crickets grind a tune. Continue reading “Distance”
