
the spider seems to
design his beguiling web–
quite an illusion!
he who designs the spider
certainly designs the web
–photo by me

the spider seems to
design his beguiling web–
quite an illusion!
he who designs the spider
certainly designs the web
–photo by me

female ants are queens,
soldiers, or tireless workers–
the male drones have sex.
it’s no wonder some females
make mountains out of molehills.
–photo by me

a river seems to
profess god’s perfect design–
yet some are man-made
sometimes god leaves his best art
to his best creations
–photo by me

I pass an old pole
Each day without seeing it–
A beautiful pole!
There’s beauty in the mundane
That must be seen to be seen
–photo by me

i would love to walk
among the woodland creatures–
they all run away!
i can’t help but feel ashamed
that i terrify them so

there are many paths
to follow in this world–
none of which are mine
only by shunning all paths
am i free to forge my own

spring will march again
in a flamboyant parade
couches will empty
we’ll all take on different roles
spring will wake our sleepy souls

lost in the forest
on this frigid, frantic night–
a porchlight brings tears
with luck, I may never know
the true value of some things

she lifted her hood
and melted my heart even
at twenty below
the temp outside has little
to do with the fire within

my cat ivy climbs
the tallest trees in my yard
again and again
not knowing the gravity
of the whole situation