old year new year
placing an unopened note
in the flaming hearth
mysteriously
through morning mist
the arrival of spring
trilling wood
where in the tangle lives
the songster
spring breeze
my spirit soars
with the kite
morning
a beach house
empties into summer
ancient love song…
how the orchid opens its throat
to receive the bee
summer’s end
next year’s blossom
in the daylily root
Autumn loneliness…
over the dunes spent blossom
scatter in the wind
cracked buckeye husk
my palm open
to the sun
wrinkled figs
these hands that have plucked
so much fruit
crystal moon
the sound of ice
forming
lunar eclipse
I ease into the darkness
beyond
winter morning
luminous above the canyon
fog floats toward solstice
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WINTER SOLSTICE 2020
still dark
a pan of milk
warms on the fire
market day
holiday tunes mingle
with the crowd
kitchen clatter
herbs for the goose
spices for the pie
in gratitude
hands touching hands—
clink of glasses
moon rise…
beyond the merriment
the silence