barefoot in the grass
gathering clover bouquets
between my toes
poetry
Fall
evening falls —
acorn shadows on the path
grow longer
Flowers
drifting thoughts
dried flowers floating
in the bath
Decides
the old dog decides
not to cross the creek this time—
soft sounds of water
Sonata
moonlight sonata —
my shadow undresses
against the wall
Goodbye
a long goodbye
every time we part —
the old cat
Haiku
on the nightstand
three stacked books
of haiku
Wing
resting on the wing
of an eagle statue
three starlings
December
almost december —
missing the taste of summer
berries and sweet love
Yoga
the dog’s sleeping pose
my feet find a still-warm spot
on the yoga mat
Rain
dusky night
the falling scent
of rain
Melting
evening bath
hot wax melting in
the candle jars
Water
sliding into sleep
the movement of water
in the river
restless
late winter night
restless winds blow in
the open window
Floating
open minded
not a single cloud
floating by
Wild
full moon
the wind whips wild hair
on our shadows
One
in a field full
of tiny purple flowers
i admire one
Old Friend
going out
to see an old friend —
hello moon
Blooms
spring storm
dogwood blooms float
along the curb
Ice Cream
summer is coming
the song of the ice cream truck
is growing louder
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