day 21

little red farmhouse
secrets stashed away for years
girl with two lovers

day 20

candle flickering
the lightness of air breathing
intermittent pause

day 19

I want to relive
those moments of ecstasy;
I’ve found they are gone.

day 18

at the cinema:
air conditioning sputters,
disturbs the viewers

day 17

atop the snake path
an old woman shares her lunch
with birds and rabbits

day 16

59 fireflies
hovering over water
too confidently

 

day 15

purposely, I know
the green shapely rolling hills;
interwoven sky

 

day 14

there will be hunger

starvation beyond belief

I'm in denial

day 13

a gift from a friend
smooth, jelly-like, almost black
blackberries bursting

day 12

we hear birds
twittering
we dream
of spring

day 11

vacuuming pine needles
a spider,
hiding place disturbed,
makes her last moves

day 10

dark green forested
path
lost
there is nothing deep
in those kinds
of fairy-tales

day 9

sidewalk glittering
early morning picturing
white quartz, dried apples
a dirt road

day 8

the early bird
catches
the worm

stones and sky - new blog

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I've made a new blog where I'm writing small stones in January 2014.

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day 7

a large black crow plucking
a large yellow leaf
as people pass by

day 6

in a small park–
olive beside
poplar–
today is not
as lonely

day 5

accompanied by
the hummingbird
for
—a few
—–short
——-hums

day 4

red berries clustered
thickly hanging
from
the thinnest branch

day 3

pond as still
as glass–
silence
interrupted