grasshopper

where sunset finds

my empty backpack

the grasshopper

last

only feathers

the last ants

pass on by 

moan

not quite dawn

the bridge begins to moan

with traffic

comfort

the comfort of

a favorite book

hurricane season

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end

a

spent

butterfly

accepts 

my

finger

summer’s

end

raindrop

under a palm

the thought of you

first raindrop

barely

dry days

to hear the river

barely pass

dream

old lace . . 

all the tears

in a dream

parting

parting

the water’s darkness

alligator

dream

living

the dream 

i wake to rain

rain

rain peepers

the old water wheel turns

for a moment

gnats

record heat

day ends with a yawn

full of gnats

through

between live oaks

through hanging moss

sunset comes

queen

as if queen  summer unfolds the day  before me

life

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careful

edge of things

careful not to step

on the sounds

missing

i use my finger

to draw what’s missing

cloudy night

laundry

after the storm

rehanging laundry

in rainbows

so

spring cleaning

the forest so near

yet so far

chessie

as she passes

untangling her dewclaw

from the blanket

try

squirrel proof

how many ways 

to try

shades

the shade of dark

that lightens sound

starless night

place

days of rain 

my place among

sounds of water

alone

hiking alone

the brush of wet leaves

on bare skin

mourning

a lone dove

at peace in the fog

the sound of mourning

softer

after the storm

mountains return

a bit softer

octave

playing spoons

i sip an octave 

from each glass

cobwebs

rusty nail

time fills emptiness

with cobwebs

one

quiet shadows

i am but one more

mountain dusk

green

a feather falls

into green sounds

spring morning