AT THE SEASIDE
(written with Collin Barber)

gentle waves
a stick rocks
up and down

cigarette butts
amidst the shells

stroll for two
the evening breeze
pilfers her scent

shoreline calming—
a puddle of sunlight
on the jellyfish

an empty beach
if not for me?

lull of tides—
I stare at the sun
with my eyes closed

HICKORY, DICKERY, DOCK...
(written with Lorin Ford)

full playground
the dandelion clocks
all in the air

elephants, tigers and whales
romp in stratocumulus

sudden shower
everyone runs away
but Barbie and Ken

divorced parents—
trickles of sand
in the sand pit

an incomplete drawing
of the complete family

kindergarten—
Jack’s beanstalk reaches
the blue crayon sky

AT THE CLOSE OF WINTER
(written with Grzegorz Sionkowski — 18.02-26.03.2007)

warmer weather
the lost bill
in the light jacket

from the heap of dirty snow
a trickle of clear water

thaw
among muddy puddles
molehills

on the edge of the cloud
a pair of sparrows
smell of soil

at the top of the lamp post
an unmoved magpie

fingers to the sky
the fireman knocks a big icicle
off the roof

EARLY SPRING
(written with Jennie Townsend — 17.02-31.03.2007)

fresh waft
a yellow crocus
buzzes

a last wag from an oak leaf
already settling into mulch

movement
in the sunlit tree crown—
squirrel!

the orchid show
momma sets
her camera down

the silky willow catkins
still store the sun’s warmth

already Sunday—
cottonwood fluff
in a downward spiral