a dog dreams
of its lost toys-
winter wind
Mar12
a dog dreams
of its lost toys-
winter wind
soundly sleeping
the alarm abruptly rings-
shit hits the fan
children playing
in the fresh snow-
a robin sings
The other day I was out helping our daughter build a snowman only to hear a robin singing overhead. It was a lovely juxtaposition.
snow clouds
form overhead-
Gaia’s womb
no regrets
come as you are
nirvana day
the sap
starts to rise-
false alarm
Today in Chicago it is 60 degrees! I imagine the trees are wondering what is going on.
shadows dance
with the freezing winds-
solstice snow
splash of crimson
stains the countertop-
red velvet cake
rats chasing
cheese in the dark-
internal light