
“june”
june is when the grass
is somehow greener on
both sides of the fence
–photo by me

“june”
june is when the grass
is somehow greener on
both sides of the fence
–photo by me

sweet wine on her breath,
mother earth attempts to catch
the departing sun–
she’s certain that he’s falling,
yet she’s the one who’s tipsy
–photo by me

ma & pa crane with their ‘colt’
parents are god-like
figures to their little ones–
some more than others
–photo by me

wildfire smoke makes for
what would be a beautiful
sunset–on venus
–photo by me

comet neowise, 2020
a comet
suddenly appears
and we feel
a bit odd
because everyone fears
the finger of god
–photo by me

The heron’s a little obsessed
With those feathers displayed on his chest;
They’re used all the time
For wiping off slime
That’s exuded from each dinner guest.
–Photo by me

established foes don’t
know that they hate each other–
until they’re informed;
love is a natural thing
while hatred has to be learned
–photo by me

a train comes
with the dawn;
what either brings,
we don’t know,
except guiding light–
as above, so below
–photo by me

once upon
a time, this fellow
flew to the
sun and back;
it turned his whole head yellow
but burned his face black
–photo by me

sandhill cranes
i see two feathered footballs
on legs like broken sticks;
i hear their lockstep footfalls
between their calls and clicks.
–photo by me