Spider’s Silky Web
Gift Rocks
Hungry Poet on Impatience
Inspired by My Camera Reel
Ornamental Grass
From Home
Crimson Sky
planted bulbs sprouting
waiting for next garlic crop
with eight dried blossoms
rusty old farmhand
with cataracts and flat feet
bakes in the hot sun
bark thin as paper
like the shed skin of a snake
blown about by wind
leaning over bridge
peering into open space
between reflections
so close yet so far
almost there, almost touching
black and white stalemate
rusty hull of ship
with a lonely forlorn face
etched deep in metal
fountain filled with leaves
autumn and winter debris
time to clean bird bath
a welcoming spring
sprays of green buds and yellow
forsythia blooming
winter comes to end
ume blossoms sign of spring
trees are bare by may
yu wu cloud and mist
from foggy mountain gardens
green tea in red cup
springtime will return
decay eats, wind sweeps away
leaves, dreams sprout again
in pottery bowl
bamboo whisks boiling water
and fine sencha tea
on path well-traveled
twigs and leaves blown by the wind
pressed well under foot
no longer useful
metal objects patina
weathered art/ifacts
water in cat’s bowl
air bubbles trapped in the ice
make for abstract art
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and the only sounds
the cat’s unhappy hissing
and breaking of bowl
soleri bell rings
rung in solidarity
a prayer offering
a red tulip floats
on a murky sky of blue
into green embrace
with droplets of rain
fallen leaf makes a canvas
the wind blows away
red winter rose blooms
summer roses potpourri
pink, yellow, white
saturday market
will reopen mid-april
only two more months
i long to hear/i long to feel
the flow and ebb of the tide
wet sand between my toes
at outdoor market
hippies and millennials
still sell tie-dyes
many times paths cross
a missed opportunity
to make connection
bowl of wishing stones
please do take one for yourself
so your wish comes true
even in old age
beauty in your bones and lines
and your weathered skin
a meditation
rain drip-dropping into pon
concentric circles
spider works through night
pearls of dewdrops glisten
with the morning light
half-cord firewood
fir, alder, ash, maple, and oak
two seniors stacking
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an infinite fog
shadow trees and shapeless void
following the light
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to say i love you
love is more than a feeling
love is commitment
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door is off hinges
spouse is painting it purple
my birthday present!
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