Tuesday, August 27, 2013

afternoon nap


afternoon nap 

out of the blue 
a three note bird call 
fading 
into the blue

Sunday, August 25, 2013

drops of light


drops of light 
falling on rain-washed leaves, 
thoughts settle 
leaving ink-marks 
on a blank page

Some leaves aren't as "rain-washed" as I thought they were...marks of dust...so are the thoughts on a page...marks of ink.  

Thursday, August 22, 2013

sidewalk


sidewalk verdant, 
fresh with the scent of 
newly opened flowers ~
in the wind,
songs of autumn

Sunday, August 18, 2013

too deep


too deep, the nectar 
the sunbird slides 
dew-bathing

Thursday, August 15, 2013

morning rain


morning rain 
through the window ~
this urge 
to lean back 
and

August moon


August moon
through the drifting 
clouds 
a thought returns 
to its source

Friday, August 9, 2013

nearing storm


nearing storm ~
which way did the birds
fly?

morning drizzle



morning drizzle 
over the hedge, the plumeria 
slowly wakens

storm-coming


storm-coming
the birds in a dishevelled 
flight

eye of the storm


at the eye of the storm
the circling buzzards
take a turn

storm coming



storm-coming
there, an array of pigeons 
move closer

Monday, August 5, 2013

all night

all night 
the shimmer 
of the distant stars 
through the trees 
the wind ensemble, 
there’s much to write 
and yet, nothing much 
how simple to live your life,
love, laugh
give a prayer 
retire

farewell


farewell
to all, all but the sky 
seamless