afternoon clouds
an eagle
arrows a dove
moon tide
all at sea
in rock pools
rainbow
bridging the hills
I drive to
lawn frost
hardens the hose
I left un-wound
snow fall
painting the yard
through curtain lace
church bells
split my eyes
in a Sunday sleep
goldfish
peeing damn pee
in the bowl
hailstones
redden the bed
strawberries lay in
a kite’s tail
chokes the church saint
I believe in
in a sunbeam
I could not know
the moth so close
