Zen
perfectly flat stones
skipping on a gentle arc
across the water
–
a quiet splash-
willow branches
touch the water
Category Archives: Above
Translucent
anger in the air
reflections in the window
barely ghosts of us
–
cat tails-
the calm surface
minnows just below
Arc
the early morning sun
walks amid the wet grass and
turns the dew to gold
–
twilight-
memories of dreams
most elusive
Transition
near enough to see
daylight fading to the point
where the rain begins
–
tending the garden-
raindrops warm
on my neck
History
continuity-
ancient traditions upheld
for generations
–
lichens on stone-
the huron pine
adds another ring
Workers
fields of wildflowers
fastidiously tended
by hard working bees
–
summer afternoon-
nectar turning
to honey
Ocean
the sun reaching down
tenderly kissing the edge
of the atlantic
–
sandpipers-
morning waves
kiss my feet
the full moon unveiled
from behind translucent clouds
poised for summer’s kiss
–
an owl’s call-
the full moon
follows me home
Stone
a taste of freedom-
locked within a castle mount
above the meadows
–
afternoon heat-
careful hands
fitting stone
History
roaring bonfires burn-
shadows of ancient stones paint
the salisbury plain
–
waning daylight-
a crow stands guard
over those long dead