Friday, July 29, 2016

Canvas 726



Canvas 726

July 29, 2016




Relief


This is how this is why this is what this is where

and all through the night alone

a bumblebee rests in the cool of a flower



Monday, July 25, 2016

Some prefer


Some prefer answers, others, questions.

I think of water falling,
and the sound
it makes

before it lands.



Sunday, July 24, 2016

Dry days, funny fingers


Dry days, funny fingers on a face,
dust in expressive crevices, each one last trace
of thought, a wish you caught the very moment it caught you,
now brace yourself, for the first drop, is the best drop,
a very blessed drop,
of dew.



Saturday, July 23, 2016

Canvas 722



Canvas 722

July 23, 2016




water, clear and cold


water, clear and cold
upon the stones,

and you, abrasive,
angry, and alone,

proud of what you’ve done,

your time come,

and gone,

the water, moving on.