Tag Archives: poetry
Thank you for the clouds the birds that fly across them And the winds that move
The sky develops Behind the corners of blocks From midwinter night
Leaving the garden. Last year’s plants in this winter. Gray and brown and green.
Dead leaves on a twig They will cling all winter, but Buds will dislodge them
Hoarfrost on branches Fog above and snow below Black wood in between
Rain, birdsong, voices Drops shudder the yellow leaves What was I doing?
A tomb’s chartreuse dome Behind leaves before the sky I’m grateful for them
Moving continents Black and clear blue, glowing pink An amazing sky!
Willow leaves tumble Until they find a surface Water from a spring
The sky at seven The color of hope that hurts And the crying swifts