spring harvest

spring harvest lizards scutter sideways along a cinder block wall in a cloudless sky a pair of ravens swoop and soar I stand waste high in a field of foxtails, toiling in the sun the wet winter that brought relief to a parched land also fostered this scruffy yield of...

A brief excursion

a brief excursion breezing up the 101 the familiar hills green and sprinkled with wild mustard scattered oaks lean like ragged pilgrims forever short of their destination off the highway out of the car I wander down to water’s edge to flex my toes in sea soaked sand...

the wind chimes

wind chimes tone a random melody in the breeze a pepper tree’s shadow dances on the walkway time whispers in my ear its circular message as past and future disappear and I am embraced by the naked present...

the walking wounded

the walking wounded say a prayer for the walking wounded who tiptoe through life’s minefield their scars concealed they suffer in silence, seeking refuge in the shadow of their own solitude...

Idea

through the opaque a tiny glint of thought emerges into focus to dance in the mind’s eye and crystallize into the clarity of idea
Triad

Triad

triad   ripe fruit poems appear in my mindlike ripe fruit on a treenear, but out of reach ah, to muster the gumptionto climb the fenceand traipse through thicketto pick them   wet words sometimes my mind is a desert landscapeand  thoughts are like bleached bones in...