Sunday, December 28, 2008

Black and White


...I fell one hot summer day...
...no one noticed then...
...now here I lay...
...black and white...
...in the cold winter gray...

Friday, December 5, 2008

Frozen in Time


...Tucked out of the way...
...like the forgotten bones...
...of a long lost dinosaur...
...hidden in blue shadow...
...frozen in time...


Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Hand of Bark


...As the seasons past...
...I was fashioned...
...stylized with silver...
...weathered by the wind...
...washed by the rain...
...slowly I began to loosen my grip...
...the leaves were my friends...
...each year they fell, leaving me behind...
...this time I let go...
...clasping their wings as they cushioned my fall...

Monday, October 20, 2008

Wheel of Time


...Time comes around full circle...
...when we least expect it...
...suddenly clicking into place...
...like bricks in a wall...
...which wall up the past...
...marked by the lengthening shadows...
...of small stones which once were mountains...
...adorned by the thorns of a rose branch...
...linger too long...
...and then you cannot escape...
...rutted in the past you will be...
...step instead to the new arc...
...knowing that a new beginning...
...has come at another beginnings end...

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Fall Harvest


...The season is over...
...reflections in a pan...
...enough for a relish...
...not enough to can...

Friday, September 26, 2008

The day after tomorrow


...We turned red to fast and split our skins...
...so here we sit, leaking...
...the flies come by now and then...
...sucking up the sweet goo...
...leaving behind their young...
...who wiggle deep down in our middles...
...tomorrow we burst...
...releasing new flies...
...we are spent, but our seeds show promise...
...for the day after tomorrow...

Monday, September 22, 2008

Game Over

...The glasses are empty...
...points have been tallied...
...guys verses gals...
...arms are crossed...
...hands on thighs...
...looks like the gals won...
...again...

Friday, September 19, 2008

The Squirel's Treasure

...Little Bit likes to save things...
...special stones that catch the sun's rays just so...
...a piece of splintered wood that looks like a canoe paddle...
...except he doesn't quite understand the canoe part...
...and his first black walnut shell...
...all stowed in his little nook by the yard...

Sunday, September 14, 2008