razor sharp edge-
shadow spray roars
moonlight mist
presumably caught!
sifting through my hands
dandelion dew
ah!
the fragrance
a passing cloud
May 17th, #181
may
May 11th, #180
wafting conversations
slipping across the crosswalk
honk honk
May 7th, #179
with a bow
I gently remove
my shoes
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May 6th, #178
soaking splash!
drips on a rain chain -stir
a flute’s melody
Canyon View Drive, #102
We three turn and look…
Who’s the one behind the fence?
I stare and wonder
No Rain, Water, #97
1.0
Once frothy white noise
today cracking dry whitecaps
drifting clouds no rain
2.0
Fading green patches
dry grasses stretch across fields
not yet summertime
3.0
Shaped by the water,
grounded and smoothed, dry river
under my bare feet
Spring Valley, #96
1.
When he took me, the two-track was hardly visible. The grass was bending over the hood, as high as the windows of the Rambler. The shore was a rich dark brown scattered with white stones.
When I took her, the grasses were short and faded covered in dust from the gravel road. On our walk down the trail 1 collect discarded bottles, cans, wrappers, and bait containers, putting them a the bag that once held our sandwiches. The shore is ground to a fine dust.
Quiet.
“Pop,” the opening of a can echoes, loud voices follow.
She turns and says, “It’s okay Pops.”
Glassy lake surface
Splash! fish clutched-Osprey talons
Glassy lake surface
2.
3.
Waking from a daze
dreamt I was a soaring bird
as I fly away
6th and Elm, #95
Through the cracks-
green sprouts in the heart
of this old skin suit
Mid May – Spring Flowers and Blooms, #94
And there are more flowers and blooms; There is the fragrance of deer and foxes, morning birdsong, and the buzzing of bees.
1.
Sometime in the night
stuck! On an invisible path-
hanging by a thread
2.
Frosted Lupine
in the camera window-
the Milky Way!
3.
Did the startled fox
pause for a moment passing
the Triplet Lily?
4.
Pink and white abuzz-
dance between Crabapple blooms
vibrating fragrance
5.
Today I’ll plant more flowers.
From the shore, #93
In the poppy’s womb
petals of salmon splashing
fragrant waves of green