Distant Venus, ice-
capped Mars, the dead moon above –
warmer than I am.
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A coat alone serves against the weather
scarf and hat left behind on a chair
soft rain, fresh on the tongue
gray clouds like blankets
Deep breaths
taste river and trees and sky
leave the crackling cold behind
and stride, jacket open, through wet November.
Posted in Seasons on April 25, 2013| Leave a Comment »
A strange phenomenon
an odd mix, lilac
of dawn and cloud
puffy pink
periwinkle sun and purple rain.
A bizarre cast
to the colorful sky
gray haze shot through with pinkish light
only a tinted window.
Posted in Seasons on October 31, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Mist blanketed
like fog from a machine
Strange things drift from the depths
to break the still surface
and vanish once more, origin unknown
Through the haze, voices
lost, calling
lights like will o’ wisps
emerge and fade again
elusive, illusory
Submerged we make our way
forward, backward in the dark
in vain hope of safe harbor from the gloom.
Posted in Seasons on October 3, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Autumn, arriving
a brisk wind scatters leaves
sends them dancing.
Summer, lingering
blue skies shine down
no cloud nor hint of rain to hide Sol’s face.
October
sun and wind
clear skies, cold
a taste of what’s to come.
Posted in Aurora, Cosmos, Seasons on October 2, 2012| Leave a Comment »
The moon in the west
setting
her night’s work done, she goes to her daily rest.
Jupiter
overhead
not wishing to go gently
he shines his brightest
in vain hope of outlasting the sun.
Sirius
dog star
shepherd of summer
stands ready in the south
to lead his charge homeward.
Venus
morning star
herald of dawn
in the east rises
proclaiming day.
Posted in Seasons on May 22, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Rain on the window
streaking down in drops and smears
a soft beat, a rattling
pattering sound.
Beyond the glass
a world of green and gray
trees waving
mist draped across the hills
the city swathed in dew and drizzle
spring leaves like emeralds, set in silver
sparkling against the haze.
Subdued, the traffic moves
muted, tranquil
blurred by the streaks
and smears and drops
a soothing, misty
fresh, inspiring
bracing spring tableau.
Posted in Seasons on April 12, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Sun comes from the east
rain from the west
over the city they meet
A shiny wet glittering sparkling jolt
dewdrops and rainbows
gleaming sunrise and weighty haze
Daily they collide
in some new pattern
some new and colorful array
each one a gem, unique and beautiful
stormy or lively or mild.
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Someone threw water on the sun
pink and sizzling
great gouts of steam billowing
from beyond the hazy hills.
Someone froze the moment
fading daylight stilled
vapor fixed and motionless
wisps of mist like cotton candy stuck
against the pale sky.
Someone, seize it
capture it, in words or broad brush strokes
keep it, hold it
never let it go.