my heart is dying
for this gambel’s quail crying
lovesick for a mate
terri guillemets
composed by yours truly
It’s staggering
Evolution: that last step was a doozy!
Looking forward
If winter wrote an autobiography, it would be mostly about the spring.
Inferno
menopause is dry
as wood chips but it’s kindling
for warm winter fires
From the library to the park
Happiness is sharing a bowl of cherries and a book of poetry with a
Slipping
one by one the trees they fall
and before you know it, the forest
Glorious
imagine how many glorious winters and springs
the stars from their celestial perches have seen—
Hard life, good life
Life can be hard, but if you’ve got somebody to love — Yay!
Desert winter storm
tiny icy hail
falls slantwise through streaming sun
melting to rainbow
Explanatory
LIFE
is an artist insane
painting his way
with the world…
Edging out
Seasons depart peripherally.
Juggernautical chaos
do not even need
to write poem about life
title says it all
Fresh air & birdsong
An open window is good company, like the burning candle of Lichtenberg.
“Man loves company even if it is only that of a small burning candle.”