October 2012

night surf —
face after face
in the music

all at sea —
night crawlers mark out
the edge of night

some of the shadow
on the moon
is me

up in the air the edge of a dream

where the smoke from a chimney ends infinity

against a snowy sky raven as a color

clocking into the graveyard shift

blossoms at night,
and the faces of people
moved by music

All Saints Day . . .
my eyes follow the mist
from valley folds

graveyard shift —
moonviewer's faces
cloud over

lighting up
face after face —
dawn chorus

summer dusk —
among other debris,
kittens

twilight stream —
a mayfly's reverie
of grace

oblivious ...
paleolithic clouds
cast their shadows

spring fever —
butterflies blindly haunt
scented gardens

spring breeze —
within a butterfly's wings,
scented gardens

stiffening breeze —
from a butterfly's wings
scented gardens

hidden from view . . .
a nameless river etches
its voice into stone

this river
etches into rock
without a name

on this path,
a mosaic of shadows
meshing dreams

morning mist —
rising out of nowhere
a blackbird's song

from the rock
rising from nowhere
a cool spring

spindrift —
the lingering presence
of cats in love

crow's feet
map out the path —
autumn dusk

road kill —
an oppossum enters
its own shadow

hazy moon —
come to me, hokku,
without words

goose bumps —
the sound of a frog
enters water

nymphéas;
within these depths
I submerge

setting sun —
a tea ceremony
with plastic cups

foggy night —
with scuttling cockroaches
fear gains a sound