Sunday, August 18, 2019

OLD MAN 


He thinks
he knows

where he
is, when

suddenly
he doesn't.

The world
has turned.



Saturday, August 17, 2019

GREEN AIR 


Green air
beneath
empty sky.

August's
promise
is not kept.

Shadows
leap at
silence.



Friday, August 16, 2019

EVEN AT THE RIVER 


I see
once again

the cottonwoods
have not learned

to listen.



Thursday, August 15, 2019

DO NOT SAY 


Do not say
love

when you mean
hot nights

in July.



Wednesday, August 14, 2019

ALL NIGHT 


All night
the fields

have waited
for day.

Sun comes.
A hawk

cuts the sky
as if to say

it's morning
again and

that's enough.



Sunday, August 11, 2019

Lord, lord, 



Lord, lord,
the day says

about to
break, light

like fire
in a god's

eye, the wind
like her breath.



Saturday, August 10, 2019

FACEBOOK COMMENT 


The universe
tends toward

entropy,
they say.

You can't put
spilled milk

back into the
broken glass.



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