Summer
Draped on an elm bough
Branches dapple the sunlight
That warms up my cat
Draped on an elm bough
Branches dapple the sunlight
That warms up my cat
Waves crash on the shore
As uncounted grains of sand
Sift through my fingers
Late October rain
Bees covet the wildflowers
While the desert blooms
Lying on the floor
The world passes me by as
I try to let it
Winter shore winds blow
Swirling my daughter’s hair as
We search for sea glass
Rising from my tea
White threads of heady vapor
Clear the dross of sleep
Smoky music seeps
Through these thin apartment walls
And pools in my ears
Salt hangs in the mist
The bell from a channel buoy
Guiding me back home
A lazy Sunday
You, dozing on the white couch
Lovely as ever
Ripples of dreams lap
Against the shores of the night
Lulling me to sleep