mournful fly past.
The year is reborn
Why does my heart
hear autumn’s sorrow?
poem-spring? March 28, 2021
poem-caught November 10, 2020
still dressed in golden finery,
weighed down by winter’s haste.
poem-special delivery August 31, 2020
Two raw hazelnuts on the back deck.
Delivery from a rat? a squirrel? a passing crow?
I guess that’s something we’ll never know.
poem- work party October 23, 2018
Squirrel boss curses
clumsy workers as chestnuts
clatter past branches.
Find an example of
Find 2 examples of consonance.
poem- golden October 19, 2016
We wind through shadows
shimmering within touching distance of cloud,
and you appear,
illuminated like a glimpse of heaven,
glistening beauty in the morning glow.
Shadows driven away,
by hope for this new day.
poem- late bloomer September 26, 2016
Autumn is here
Trees are red tipped or golden.
Mornings are frosty.
And finally the cosmos,
three feet high green lace,
A slow universe,
taking its time to unfold
summer pink blooms
on my porch.
Autumn is here,
poem- W September 14, 2016
Geese trying a new vocabulary
fly in W formation
what will winter wind
waft or wallop webbed wonders
wandering west and south along waterways?
poem- wild geese November 8, 2015
In half a V,
a line of five geese flies to the lake.
another half, line of eight
flies from the lake.
I’m waiting for the perfect V of twenty
or thirty birds, but times have changed
and half the flock
must choose to take the bus
these days, or perhaps, to walk.