Blue balloons
Drift to hide,
Covered up in
A blue sky,
Shimmering,
Burning under glaze,
Brush strokes
On a vase.
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Category: Poem
Cloud Type
Over a sunken canoe
pass cumulus clouds
Hastening winds
chase their shadows
up the hills
So many meanings
in and out of sunlight
A pair of swallows
tear up
the sky
Still
A fallen leaf-
Unmoving
Around it
The water ripples.
A blemish on the mirror
But the river isn’t moving
A fire on it’s bank
Now in the water
The smell of burning leaves.
Farm sights
A frog leaps into his pond
Now long gone,
Firefly on my fingertip
In a place I did not know.
Silent night
Cold moonlight,
Solemn grasshoppers,
A dog barks
At his own echo.
Streams
Briefly a broken mirror
Then-
Submerged branch
Flying leaves and reflections
And over it flows a river.
Park sighting
Drawing themselves closer and closer
Couples, young men, old men
Each with a bench, right after the rain
A picture from my evening walk
Shadow
You’re in the water
While I’m standing on the shore
Why do I feel your voice
Taking in my air.
I’d put you in a frame
But you flicker as the light fades
Falling away, like rain.
It continues
Ripples
Follow river tides
When hills collapse.
National Calamity
This season
Lost in water
Paper boats,
Lives
Children.
