eerie song, early;
the owl in the morning dark —
an auspicious sound?
sniffing baby butt
to discern, dirty or clean —
my, many things change!
we say goodnight, moon,
pooh, wall-clock, kitty and sun —
bedtime once again…
i consider fires
reviewing my many books —
wood buddhas is all
I’d like a book that celebrated simplicity, rather than telling me how to simplify my own life. Living by example, rather than by instruction… [...]
snow turns to slush, melts
stained sewer brown, autumn leaves –
singing cardinal
The is a stranger in my past and I am he.
I had a few dreams last night that reminded me of events in the past. I tried to imagine being the person I was in those dreams and I have difficulty reconciling the two. [...]
forgive me, ume
i must cut some of your limbs –
fuller, bigger fruit
is there anyone
who will play pooh-sticks with me?
– snow-melt driveway streams
she holds her arms out
like a tortured starfish girl –
stroller days return
I was a bit down this morning. I can’t say why, but the world seemed mighty shadowed when I woke up.
I realized that I have given up on trusting people — my [...]