Friday, August 14, 2015

Late Summer

At the flashy red feeder brimming with a home-made brew,
tiny hummingbirds fight furiously for their sugar fix.
Lanky, great blue herons wade languidly
under shady shrubs overhanging the cloud-reflecting pond.
Two harriers, a nesting couple, thread their swoops
through branches thickly laden with greenery
and have culled both bunnies and chipmunks
from the neighborhood lawns.
Deer graze perilously close to the back-filled
edge of the hill where the weeds are a more delectable
spring-green, blanched by shadows.
And breaking evening's silence,
all night, every night.
turkeys perched in the pines call to each other,
unwilling to turn out the light
of summer's sultry moon.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Yin Yang

balance
sound silence
words music
rest churn
work play
distance     compassion
wisdom    forgetfulness
selflessness   awareness
outreach       meditation
anger                  healing
dreaming          engaging
drifting                                settling
peacefulness                    anarchism
beginning                          ending
reflection




Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Lesson

Absent-mindedly
tried to pour
cold tea
into
a closed jar:
like a mind -
can't fill it
if its
shut.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Elegy

Alas!
My betta of hand-painted glass
has chosen to pass
over the Rainbow Bridge at last
joining my hapless pets of the past . . .
Alas!

Monday, April 27, 2015

Fauna Fantasy

Could have a game of chess
with those stone-still cottontails,
castled behind the fattest gray squirreI
pawns I've seen this side of winter.
The knights, of course,
would be the leaping black cats
who bolted blindly through yesterday's rush hour,
played against the big orange tom chasing them.
Two arrogant crows for swaggering kings
and one pair of brown wrens
beaks upturned
preened to queen over all
would complete the enchanted
faerieland field of battle.


Sunday, April 26, 2015

Falling Dark

Night does creep up on you
so
you take a walk to slow the dusk
but
dusk stares back with dull gray eyes
 your
eyes feel the dark for edges
lost
edges melded into dark forms
  fluttering
forms that are the shape of night
   whispering
night closes the shades.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

More

wrinkles
dust
cobwebs

suspended droplets of rippling mist
miniature prismatic rainbows
ragged tiers of shimmering feathers

two-faced gift:
eyeglasses