Assorted short forms from the past few months:
3/2 (old)
first edition
a pink crayon heart around
‘no matter how small’
3/3 (doll)
winter sun
the doll, the dust and the spider
on the sill
3/4 (death)
so many lilies
still I search
for just the right words
3/7 (fasting)
deep in prayer
the full fish moon
on an empty plate
3/13 for Susan
free of winter’s grasp
I wonder is she at peace
wandering the stars
3/18 (Sunday)
seventh day
a double sunrise shell rests
at my feet
3/21 (nature)
southern breeze
how softly winter passes
through the willows
3/25
view from the street corner
venus, jupiter and the moon
still hangin’ out
3/28 (growth)
rising
above her surroundings
the daffodil
3/29 (humor)
6 p.m.
all the neighborhood dogs imitate
the firehouse whistle
3/31
spring mist
only in the light
does the truth show
(romantic trip)
river sunset
an extra round
on the ferry
April 2012
4/3
Holy Tuesday
psalms whispered
in the rain
(blossoms)
this shoulder pain
still I reach for a clump
of cherry blossoms
4/6 (moon)
midday prayer
the weight
of the good Friday moon
4/11 (mountains)
lengthening days
the wildflowers brighter
on the mountaintop
4/12 (swings)
winter’s end
the freedom of the swings
long forgotten
4/17 (autumn cool)
this mind helpless
against its own trappings
autumn cool
4/21 (earth)
welcomed rain
as if they never existed
those cracks in the earth
4/27 (memorable trees)
outside the fence
mis-shapen apples from
a mis-shapen tree
May 2012
5/5 (moon)
sea and fog
all that is shared between
the moon and me
5/6 (intimacy)
easy silence
our summer night punctuated
by turning pages
summer heat turning into an endless walk...this dream
dressed in lotus
on a wooden pyre
float me out to sea
bathed in moonlight cast
by all the goddesses gone before
5/17 (voice)
after the mockingbird
unable
to find my voice
5/19 (tea)
morning tea
the words he knows are coming
stuck in her throat
5/20 (blue)
blue sky to grey
the cormorants come ashore
ahead of the storm
5/21 (open) for Hortensia
spring sunrise
through the open gate
a shadow
