Lace lichen hangs nets
passing fog turns to water
trees bow and whisper
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Monday, July 19, 2010
Lace Lichen
The lichen casts its lacy net
to catch the passing fog.
A simple task well done, and yet
It works without applause.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Monday, December 28, 2009
While Waiting
I was waiting, watching, wondering
The red-tail was floating in flat circles
her feathers fashioned full against the pale blue sky
A sudden shift softly sent the silky sailer soaring higher
then, quickly a downdraft dive
deceptively delicate, demanding her full attention
Talons extended, wings held high
she touched down briefly
then glided low and disappeared slowly across the scrub
Talons extended, wings held high
she touched down briefly
then glided low and disappeared slowly across the scrub
My stance shifted sideways
and without moving a feather
took a step
stood on the wind
and went where I was wondering
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The Cypress Forest
(The Frozen Ballet)
They once swayed to a fanciful ballet
bending at the wind's pleasure,
limber and willing to follow every measure.
Now, dusted with a rusty algae
wind-polished to a silver sheen
they are twisted, and left to lean
in an orchestrated direction
of random, frozen, perfection.
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