A lone reflection for sorrow A life-long mate brings mirth Fledgling foretells a funeral Charming broods a live birth
Sunflowers and Squirrels
Radial rhythm – Taps seed to feed agouti Whiskers, fingers twitch.
Water and Words on a Wet Wednesday
The novelty of alliteration, discovered in childhood (a time that often seems like a million years ago to me now) never really faded.
Whole Moon Café
Homity pie and loss Poems That Make Grown Men Cry
Amanogowa
It whispers, “Yesterday was inevitable.” Tomorrow remains a choice Today is just today –
Quietly
A windmill spins backwards to September sneaking in through a gap in the fence
Flittering
A Rogue drOplet. – Winged – glist —ens allotropic, shadowly all over
