surface

heavy note

day reverses

shrouds of disillusion 

block the surface

waiting

Tied up in waiting

like a lonely boat

ready to be released

before

They say to breathe before the big moment

If only they could slip into my pocket 

quieting my pounding heart

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

Surprise

nice surprise 

brings smiles

like fireflies

dancing at the lake

Trees

Some trees 

hold on to their leaves

even when the frost has bitten

keeping past in present