
wandering
a swatch of night sky
waning moon
City life, City life and Nature

wandering
a swatch of night sky
waning moon

closed
after a week of snow
spring flowers

noontime unraveling
out of the office
scattered clouds

today it’s
snow and a daffodil
dancing!

swipe of her brush
ceiling paint -droplets of moonlight
spring rain
I enter my saved location (work) in Google Maps. It lets me know it will be a twenty-two minute drive. Google is unaware I intend to avoid the highway and take the airport loop, adding a few more minutes.
Before leaving I turn on the radio and sync my phone. What playlist today? Reggae, Rock (70’s), Classical Indian music, Blues, Baroque? Or maybe skip the music app altogether and try a station’s view of the morning news?
I go with Classical Indian Music.
25…35…45…50 mph

her many droplets
burn into the mountain
morning fog
I return to the highway. Drivers wrap around me like an itchy, but warm wool blanket.
50…45…35…25 mph
Google Maps lets me know I’ve arrived at my destination (work).
Right on time.
I turn the key.

flowering
over a babbling brook
without a quiver

rushing out the door
before the day’s winds -I pause
with the daffodil

cloudy skies reflect
catkins reach -a symphony
flower shop window

in the box truck’s wake
a rumbling in the alley
birch garden sparkles

leafless branches sing
one thousand conversations
a floating feather