tip top, fir tree crow

catching the little white moths

leaving playful trails

good morning my friend

extensions of my being

an umbellifer

we all cling sometimes

holding sky with tangled limbs

hidden is the wood

I was on my run

reflecting from this good earth

announce the sunset

so many curves here

like folded origami?

a precious orchid

your little footprints

to caress you and your light

finite — infinite

self portraits are tough

infinite, ever-changing

joyful perfection

I am to math art

together in flight and tree

I have passed this past

the lenses we have

the tiny details abound

absolute values

do you like to think

pink Clouds wrap around my eyes

as with all life’s gifts

I know what you are!

scintillate with the soft breeze

puddle of raindrops

cherry blossom swirls

but let those volunteers grow

spirals of corners

unfold at sunrise

of the day, of tomorrow

holding tight; reaching

I know, even though

on the rosemary and frost

to start to become

I found a carcass

just keep going — it is but

it can feel hopeless

your entire self — world

to play in the winds of life

shining through the ground

together we play

cohesion yet separate

waiting for sunset

you taught me the words

the tiny details abound

at the ocean’s edge

in an empty lot

almost as if you desire

when I am present

I was on my run

chaffing ice in the sun’s warmth

you see a chicken