Saturday, December 9, 2023

Bluejay Aesthetics

 floofed jays preening in 

the hedge; ball of dun tum turns

bright blue in flight


Squirrel Highway

Fat and wet. Prolonged

eye contact. He pauses his

Rainy run. Squirrel highway.


Friday, December 1, 2023

november haiku

 rainy November; 

collie, yellow-brown and white

mirrors leaves and snow


Wednesday, November 29, 2023

first day of winter haiku

 window cat watches

cardinal in the dawn moon

snow; hunger season


Saturday, October 2, 2021

memory

 A still and yellow 

autumn woods, I dreamed of you

and found my way in

Friday, May 17, 2019

my magic

just because none of you ever saw me
even though I did all i could to reveal my magic
doesn't mean I don't have it …

because oh, i have it

of course you were never obligated to love me

but i wish my magic wasn't so distributed
it goes where you go



Spring colours

The moon occupies the exact centre of my horizon
Gauzy bands of purples, pinks, blues (robin's egg, cerulean, deep dark gray purple blue), delicate pink and shots of gold layer the sky 
Over the first greens and yellows that ever coloured a tree (or so it seems, every spring) budding on the trees of the cemetery below

Longfellow articulates flowers, night, sleep, angels
Leads me to rest and then shocks me with death
Ghostly figures of the soul
And the bright clarion call of last days
Or the bright springs of his today and mine

I read a poem, and then look at the sky
East, south, west
It's a cold spring this year