Nocturne
relaxing at last
working out in the garden
under the moonlight
–
high silver clouds
a beaver breaks
the water’s surface
relaxing at last
working out in the garden
under the moonlight
–
high silver clouds
a beaver breaks
the water’s surface
on the autumn breeze
woodsmoke and conversations
wafting through the air
–
wetland banter
summer evening
an open window
spreading alder boughs
provide little respite from
the stifling heat
–
impression
of my sole
in asphalt
fire lights in your eyes
glaring over your shoulder
as you walk away
–
night sidles in
faerie lights
fireflies
freshly mown hay fields
drenched in the long warm rays of
the afternoon sun
–
an deep indigo sky
with you, the Perseids
and a warm blanket
coruscating veils
of yellow, purple, and green
midnight in Norway
–
pebbled skin
perfectly
camouflaged
staring at the stars
she walks in the warm surf while
winds tousle her hair
–
herring gulls
skimming on the
offshore breeze
the wetland chorus
a glorious counterpoint
to my daily grind
–
a Hooded Warbler
wakes me with
flights of fancy
shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm
–
frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky
the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky
–
fireflies
against the
dawn of night