through autumn leaves a teal-trailed wake of light
Tag: monostich
Evening prayer – a flickering candle, rainfall.
I’ll put it back in the earth, as soft as dust :: a word too much
winter stars without you to name them
And don’t snow geese and immortality take their shadows from the sea
the wind howling horizon on a wave
fireworks at twilight forsythia
garden hose a silver arc reaches the last cabbage
where creek willows weave the sunlight ducklings
