
we may not know where
we’re going, but we’re sure that
we’re getting there fast
–photo by me

we may not know where
we’re going, but we’re sure that
we’re getting there fast
–photo by me

witches and wizards
are often glimpsed in the dark
enchanted forests
–photo by me

our politicians
use our singular focus
like skilled magicians
–photo by me

there are those who would
be happy to add you to
their mouthful of friends
–photo by me

when birds cross the road
we are always so quick to
question their motives
–photo by me

we may see our lives
as far too overcrowded–
and still feel alone
–photo by me

if we go extinct
our roadways will also be
pushing up daisies
–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

we’re drawn to the sea
as if we might remember
something that was lost
–photo by me

blue jays remind me
to never set my drink next to
the keyboard–again
–photo by me