a white shirt........................The skunk's graceful beauty was
as unexpected
soft fur...........................as a clear coherent voice
warm milk......................in a wilderness of uninvited email.
the sound of
water.........
rain...............Her magnificent tail was
displayed behind her.
Unconcerned by my observation of her sweet small face,
Mr. silvery moon....................she was drinking
the rainwater
brown grass on the hills...that was still trapped in the rocks
beside our cabin.
a flowered dress..............
in the clearing..............
sleep...............................
background noise............
low flying planes.............
a red front door............... the smell of
green grass....
warm sun.........................
coming down relentlessly
where the water meets the
sand......................
stalking an intruder.......
making things....................
blue shirt.......................
making love......................
the children laughing..........
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
never know why...............
nausea..............................
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
a dark corner....................
the pine trees overhead......
walking.............................
riding................................
the horizon........................