wpadmin – Page 160

Lessons from the past
Harbingers of the future
We choose to ignore

Lost in the moment
The rise and fall of your breast
As you fall asleep

The springtime wetland
Chorus comes alive at dusk
As the peep frogs sing

From the sheer cliff face
An eager seedling rises
Grasping at the sun

Through the morning mist
A wading crane, motionless
Suddenly takes flight

Darkness enshrouds me
While subtle forces gently
Send me toward the light

An old cigarette
And me, both discarded trash
That once touched your lips

I wonder what kind
Of man I would have become
If we hadn’t met

A lake flat as glass
The calm belies the hunger
Beneath the surface

Draped on an elm bough
Branches dapple the sunlight
That warms up my cat