Make it
like a prayer
that first step
onto fresh snow.
In this small, quiet moment
you have not yet
invented yourself.
~~~
like a prayer
Will you
Will you // I have cut my heart / into petals, strewn them / at your feet. // Walk to me. //
For O
Loneliness has gaps where joy or lovecan live for just a breath ~~~
Naked trees pull
Naked trees pull thegrey sky close---November's clothdressing their bare limbs ~~~
Pillars of rain
While my background brain sorts out the best order for the chapters of my novel-in-progress, I am returning to haiku. What better place than the lake during a late-summer storm, to roll words around the elements.
The black animal
A black animal bounds across a snowy rural road and disappears into the trees. Identification of this large, leaping mammal is not easy!
1998
The year you died the rain fell frozen in weeping sheets
Day One: Journal of a Citizen-At-Large
Citizen-At-Large discusses the rules for being human.
This morning at the farms along the road
Twelve wild turkeys on their barnyard tour lumber from the woods
This hush
Late-winter evening, a light snow, ...
A Space to be Filled 