Tuesday, April 14, 2015

April 14: Wet dream

A dream's leaky roof
turned out to be the river
flooding my sleep

Monday, April 13, 2015

April 13: Spring fever

The cat won't shut up.
And the phoebe, newly returned.
We all want to sing.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

April 12: Solar powered

Outside with a good book.
Stray guinea hens cackle
on the neighbor's porch rail.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

April 11: Kestrel

Kestrel teeters on the wire
above my car--
should I stay or go?

Friday, April 10, 2015

April 10: Scavenging

I have to laugh
at the crow in the mist
waving a big leaf.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

April 9: Why am I still writing about snow?

Buddha's lap damp with snow.
Monochrome lawn--
no enlightenment here.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

April 8: Parameters

Our physical world, and our psyches, still so bounded by the snow that remains on the ground... and that's supposed to fall tonight.
 
Patch of exposed lawn--
robins explore every inch
within the snow banks.