Poem 187

River cruise
the freckles on Laurel’s throat
brushed by her green blouse.

Poem 175

The tide leaks
where the crunch of sand
fits our feet to the ankles.

Poem 554

Spring warms
I untie the bamboo string
around the wind-chimes.

Poem 353

around our rest stop
the mountain swept
by two eagles

Poem 628

Blazing sun
anticipated this
the cicadas’ wall of sound.

Poem 626

… web …
how the life in the moth
becomes a spider

2628

being Carnation
the head drooped in the garden
rises to the rain

2627

in words
the sunset and a haiku
on the same page

2622

in a moonless breeze
dodging
the after-swoop of an owl