Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Monday, January 10, 2011

before

They say to breathe before the big moment
If only they could slip into my pocket 
quieting my pounding heart

Sunday, January 9, 2011

evening primrose

Photo by Blu Gengo
With the wane of the day
dissolving into evening primrose
the slightest bit of nothing 
creeps up on me

Sadness

America is weeping today
Even the righteous evergreens 
are bowing in sadness

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