Daybreak
dawn by the lakeside
white herons fly over mist
lit by the sunrise
–
morning coffee
steam rises
off the grass
dawn by the lakeside
white herons fly over mist
lit by the sunrise
–
morning coffee
steam rises
off the grass
seeking mindfulness
and wisdom while studying
in nature’s classroom
–
spring rains
buried acorns
start to seed
leaves in the water
tumble down from rock to stone
laughing as they fall
–
autumn
slips away
from my piano
flashes light the sky
the guttural wind, distant
whither comes the storm
–
laid bare
desperately
seeking shelter
wandering this earth
unseen, tired, yearning to be
finally at peace
–
midnight rain
gnarled branches
scrape my window
dry mouthed and sweaty
frozen in front of a crowd
my practiced speech, gone
–
black water
at the precipice
of hesitationD
a warm ombré sky
the slowly turning sunlight
at the edge of night
–
green waters
tadpoles weave
through the rushes
searching for respite
from the stalkers in the night
attacking my toes
–
morning dew
gossamer threads
catch the sunrise
walking through the storm
cold rain running down her back
her umbrella, home
–
hammered tin
the slow drip of rain
through the roof
box turtles basking
motionless, gently drifting
on a floating log
–
acorns falling
a silver flash
ripples the water