schooled serpents spell out

their sibilatory sounds

with strings of esses

–photo by me

sometimes dawn lounges

in her nebulous nightgown

neglecting her chores

–photo by me

my path up ahead

looks like it comes to an end

I don’t think it does

–photo by me

the setting sun glows

like a burning coal dropped down

the pine forest’s back

–photo by me

divergent sunlight

is quite unparalleled in

nature’s illusions

–photo by me

silver streams of thought

flow through the verdant contours

of a peaceful mind

–photo by me

on calm summer nights

the sea of tranquility

lives up to its name

–photo by me

whether dragonflies

bring us beauty or terror

depends on our size

–photo by me