Old Ohio Barn
Old barn – blue sky slats
mixed in among the gray. as
sky mixes with mine
Shark
A small orangeish fish
takes me for its shark, so swims
just below my chest
Snow
There’s snow on my cheek,
but I can not ski down it,
since I’m the mountain
Fragrance Of Spring
The crack of May dawn
worry takes me for a walk –
how fragrant the spring
Your Form
Your form in fall mist
fills me with longing, then sun
burns us both away.
Kitten
How the kitten waits
enraptured by stir of mouse,
pounce, miss – no matter!