Friday, January 7, 2011

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Trees


Some trees 
hold on to their leaves
even when the frost has bitten
keeping past in present

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Sun-patches


On the edge
glass bottom gaze
fills up solitude 
with sun-patches and cream

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Meeting


wind tossing hair
frazzles thoughts of flying
when the endpoint is so near

Monday, January 3, 2011

Monday rolling in

Monday morning,
light hovers through the flow 
of purple glories
not wanting to go to work either

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Sunday

Sunday skating by
While early evening mist
Holds randomness in check 
For that last minute drop of pleasure

Saturday, January 1, 2011