Waning moon, day star
Aging brother, bright sister
Spring morning wonder
Waning moon, day star
Aging brother, bright sister
Spring morning wonder
One blood red drop
riveting against fallen snow –
Oh, first Cardinal
Virgin, pristine snow –
so white, glistening in sun’s glow,
dammed ice. Damn!
Lone white heron loping
over winter’s blackcold water
on tai chi wings
Walking the beach. Watch the surf sweeping sand, look for the wet sparkle. Too small, wrong shape, too thick, fully round, too heavy. Ahh ha, white Quartz, polished in the depths, cradles in my hand, already my thumb fits, slides, caresses the slight depression. Caressing the slight depression, caressing the slight depression, ignites the slight smile of happiness.
Fox, foxy, sly dog
chasing prey through the night.
Youthful beauty take flight.
Sunlight dappled shade,
hidden still the fawn in the glade.
Laying so still.
Exploring, searching,
Six sided stars fill the night.
Winter waterfalls.