evening clouds whisper

to a gratitude’s ocean

goes – as you orbit

I found a carcass

but chaotic and angry

to tuck me in — dream

ducklings form a mass

locked within is history

in waves of cawing

a beautiful Run

reach with your iterations

modest are the trees

the various V’s

how to play, to be a child

vestige roots of time

so many creatures

that your trail will not be full

crouched in the garden

reminders of love

can make the same daily path

waiting for sunset

oh, cedar waxwings

but chaotic and angry

that just catches light

all tracks in your life

get lost in thought and dream big

waiting for sunset

the moment for tea

a palette knife smears serpents

utterly selfless

it’s best not to see

flutters and swirls before me

it is my function

I saw the sunrise

tiny feet, before you died

evolve into art

sing to the kitties

looking for meaning, we see

for loops in the wool

I need to walk there

approach ing— and yet you’re here

I grew it for you

we all can transform

for you, was an act of love

tulips melt petals

my orchid’s face me

distance and angle of me

quintessence being

Earth has silhouettes

chaffing ice in the sun’s warmth

look at what’s in reach

there are these days — times

be the leaf on winter’s tree

and sing of the spring

cherry blossom swirls

straight into a wall of life

revealing true form

I see you peeking

constructed with four circles

they show us the sky