sustenance I made

about all your vertices

dreading suffering

pull that little string

that setting sun, warm your breast

camouflage now seen

just for a moment

dancing in erratic flight

hidden is the wood

this colorful mist

orchid blooming for a year

leaving playful trails

so many curves here

a battle-ready sentry

to the long light rays

I picture myself

with strokes of grass and azure

through the moon’s dim light

thirty little squares

stretch out from golden circles

the ones that I see

to feel that soft breeze

with the steel beams of your thoughts

you bring me such joy

you root yourself deep

painted for you — offering

as with all life’s gifts

you swept over me

better plotted in polar

of my consciousness

paths beneath my feet

gulping berries at sun set

in dark winter days

sine waves in the clouds

earlier now. Lets us know

of aether and light

twisted growth, out, up

just keep going — it is but

is there really up?

the various V’s

in one sedum, young to old

hummingbird defense

cedar waxwings flock

will still have footsteps of light

envelope my eyes

three-hundred-sixty

from behind those purple clouds

cradled by the Earth

the gurgling crows

lead you to this perspective

fall into the fold

trees churn with current

configurations of flight

to look up — skyward

long shadows pull me

in one sedum, young to old

catches the sun’s rays

you reach for the moon

gulping berries at sun set

and announces life