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watching clouds
the white petals
of a crushed crocus | tempslibres |
smells of spring
adrift in the morning air
bubbles under ice | tempslibres |
after the rain
moon and stars
underfoot | tempslibres |
70 mph
the infant snores
a bit slower | tempslibres |
winter night
finding my pajama bottoms
on my wife | tempslibres |
putting a cork
in last night's wine
late autumn | tempslibres |
the glass jar
full of fireflies
bedtime | tempslibres |
evening sky
counting some fireflies
more than once | tempslibres |
smell of rain -
soft ridges of mint leaves
oil my fingers | tempslibres |
blackbird song -
the name of a daughter
i'll never know | tempslibres |
November fog;
not a tree
to be seen. | tempslibres |
Purple loosestrife;
pale in the
lingering mist. | tempslibres |
A cold morning;
the pink of tulips
through the mist. | tempslibres |
Harvest moon
dancing with my husband
in the living room | tempslibres |
a movement of deer
into twilight
suddenly spring | tempslibres |
fireflies competing
with a full moon
summer solstice | tempslibres |
the way grass parts
as the pheasant passes
spring's end | tempslibres |
moonlessness--
so many ways
I want to touch you | tempslibres |
earth day--
even the shadows at dusk
smell green | tempslibres |
fading
right before my eyes
morning moon | tempslibres |
light rain
"on sweet
sweet clover" | late summer's dusk |
winter rain
the confusion in her voice
all over again | tempslibres |
morning moon
filling up my window
autumn's end | tempslibres |
summer's end
the tenderness
of light | tempslibres |
after loving-making
scent of wild clover
through the window | tempslibres |
after the dream
the scent of approaching rain
in the dusty air | tempslibres |
park bench
she puts acorns
in his ears | tempslibres |
supermarket
on a Sunday morning
Stairway to Heaven | tempslibres |
roadside
a strip of painkillers
empty | tempslibres |
before the bridal party
unfashionably early
rain arrives | tempslibres |
a crack
in the pavement
yellow freesias | tempslibres |
piece
of a butterfly wing –
autumn chill | tempslibres |
a crow
on the wire
silent rain | tempslibres |
old park bench
i touch our initials
each time i pass | tempslibres |
new housing--
hammer and saw replace
the dove's coo | tempslibres |
christmas services
a cellular phone rings out
handel's messiah | tempslibres |
no island
in the bay today
morning fog | tempslibres |
stop sign
thru the bullet holes
ghetto moon | tempslibres |
desert garden
frosted lettuce leaves
in the pink dawn | tempslibres |
iceman
last night's freeze on
the clothesline | tempslibres |
winter rain
the sheets where she slept
grow colder | tempslibres |
giant moon. . .
the bark of a dog echos
over the fence | tempslibres |
crystalline sky
the pioneers left no clue
which trail to take | tempslibres |
willow scent
a kingfisher hangs
in the air | tempslibres |
desert heat-
smiles along the narrow road
to the deep north | tempslibres |
spring trek
a rusted snowplow
at roads' end | tempslibres |
sweet basil
dried snail tracks crisscross
the window box | tempslibres |
Arizona
"road stop rest
the dog sniffs" | yellow snow |
a moth flutters
over the candle flame . . .
damned idiot | tempslibres |
still water . . .
the undercurrent
in her voice | tempslibres |
November winds
the dog finds dead birds
in the hedge | tempslibres |
highway fog-
the honking of geese
homeward bound | tempslibres |
desert wind-
iron and copper flavor
in my coffee | tempslibres |
spring day-
the wall clock
still winter | tempslibres |
appalachian spring-
carbide carbuncles
in the coal oil light | tempslibres |
moon hare-
bloody gloves lay
on the ice | tempslibres |
frosty dawn-
the dog watches me
pack my bag | tempslibres |
campfire coffee. . .
condor wings glean
the first rays of sun | tempslibres |
arctic air
soothes the desert heat . . .
blended whiskey | tempslibres |
slate skys
chalk mark outlines
on the sidewalk | tempslibres |
peach moon . . .
the thin slice left
for us | tempslibres |
grassy moon
we slip off our shoes
to count the stars | tempslibres |
garden embrace
the fresh smell of her
sun dried laundry | tempslibres |
kitchen embrace
the smell of her hot
apple pie | tempslibres |
farewell embrace
a faint essence
of mothballs | tempslibres |
montana morning
the horses with their backs
to blowing snow | tempslibres |
street light sway ~
dreams of her linger
with the storm | tempslibres |
Sack of cheeries ~
clouds grow dark on the road
to the coast | tempslibres |
salmon sunrise
a splash resounds over
the calm bay | tempslibres |
farmer's market
she paints a flower
on a child's cheek | tempslibres |
tandem bicycle
wind in our hair
a shared laugh | tempslibres |
misty morning
echoes of blue jay cries
through the pines | tempslibres |
fresh brewed coffee
cream and sugar swirls
she stirs in her thoughts | tempslibres |
spring breeze
blowing dandelions
in circles | tempslibres |
dry haystack
flames climb higher
against the night sky | tempslibres |
rainy morning
the haijin stirs
sugar in his coffee | tempslibres |
alabaster moon ~
glowing among bare pine tops
in cool mountain mist | tempslibres |
kissing her slowly
where the rain
never falls | tempslibres |
lyrid meteor shower—
a blooming apple tree
at dusk | tempslibres |
scramble of house sparrows—
a conference call
with my sisters | tempslibres |
negative test—
blooming narcissus
in the trash pile | tempslibres |
alone
at day’s end
driftwood | tempslibres |
catching up
after forty years—
dust devils | tempslibres |
another birthday—
watching the long ash
on the incense | tempslibres |
blistering heat
a faint breeze moves
mountains | tempslibres |
a magnifying glass
on the map of kyoto—
faraway so close | tempslibres |
her blind date—
not enough spice
in the ratatouille | tempslibres |
before the rest
of the world awakens
iris shoots | tempslibres |
penumbra
around my shadow
hush of dusk | tempslibres |
barbed wire around
the abandoned orchard—
swollen buds | tempslibres |
standing stock-still :
the deer
& me | tempslibres |
afternoon tea
empty garden pots
fill with snow | tempslibres |
scattering
wild aster seeds—
autumn rain | tempslibres |
cold rain
i move my coffee
closer | tempslibres |
california poppies--
the faint scent
of asphalt | tempslibres |
no word
from an ill friend—
leaves falling | tempslibres |
thunder moon—
long-awaited rainstorm rips
through the arroyo | tempslibres |
thunderstorm—
clap of skateboards
in the park | tempslibres |
neighbor’s clematis
on my side of the fence
free love | tempslibres |
the roshi’s
incense-smoked robe
weight of winter | tempslibres |
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