Category Archives: 5-7-5
gurgling downspout serenades my sleepless night I long for crickets
Sunday school teacher white-haired and diminutive lessons lost on youth.
First fire, then calm hues. Look to the sunrise this day. Hope dawns for us all.
thunderbolt black sky lightning flash flood waters rise tears fall from on high
play all the octaves highs and lows create the score melodies of life
tear gas, shattered glass; bloodshed, no shred of honor. Winter in my soul.
I sit to center. First realization: I cannot discern plumb.
sights – set high – blown off cours(ing) through air – a virus strain(s) humanity
autumn dusk falls fast last the viewer now the viewed time to draw the shades
smoke-laced crisp fall fog like aftertastes of apple when the half-worm shows