looking down the dirt path........................
"Gwen, I am positive that all our words and actions are meaningful
input,
soft fur...........................but my
mind is not capable of
understanding them.
the eagles overhead......................Only a computer could fathom
the sound of water
.........the consequences of our continuous, seemingly incidental
choices."
white capped mountains........
cold water......................
As he spoke,
purple lupine on the hillside........two deer appeared in the woods
across the creek
walking down to the water..."Gunter, Look!" I said,
a flowered dress..............but his head was in his hands
a glass of beer
................and by the time he looked up,
spring water in winter.....they were gone.
low flying planes.............
the smell of green grass....
warm stones by the
river.........................
a red front door................
under the eves of the porch........................
the kitchen floor
shining............................
the smell of the leather couch....................
the colors of the pillows.......................
making love......................
an unreasonable suggestion..........
hand carved napkin rings.........................
a better system......................
mustard colored tiles...............
the sound that the lizards made..............