spring kitchen

one garlic head’s  green tongue

Roundtop

a linked-verse sequence

the barn is a tree  clever squirrel

lifting without lifting within

another spring house phoebe

Visiting Dad’s grave yesterday, I had a strong sense of his absence amid the fundamental indifference of nature.

the downtrodden snow
ready to shine

a beggar’s friendliness worth
every penny

in the bare sycamores
evening sun

a ladder rattling
atop a van

going down with the sun
snow man

a dish
for the neighbors’ TV