Hazy moon / crouched behind low cirrus / sends down rain

insomniac shadows / tangled / in all manic cartoons

Wind chasing clouds / shy trees show their ruffles / soon silvered by rain

The footfall of cats / quieter even / than sparrow prints in dust

Cerulean morning / birdsong floats downward / through gleaming green leaves

Cool wind rattles the leaves / in perfect rhythm / with discordant crow song

Powdered phantoms / flitting lunatic snowflakes / worshipping the moon

Owls softly hoot / unblinking eyes / watching wary mice

Creeping golden light / dazzles dust motes / falling through blinds

Chattering breezes / weaving through leaves / August's gossip

Bright seagulls wheeling / write briny poems / on fanned tail feathers

Airships overhead / grind the haze with turbines / gliding on mined wings

Lingering goose song / ephemeral lonely notes / trailing on the wind

Diffuse rainbow light / through semi precious bears / gummi familiars

Lugh slowly waning / sparrows write hungry poems / in the cool morning

Awake with deep breaths / your heavy sigh beside me / you are dreaming too

You found my eyelash / on the corner of your mouth / you gave me the wish

Sleepy afternoon / five crows alight on a wire / the sun on their backs

Morning haze / dream coloured bedroom / your head on my pillow

Sheets hung on a line / sunlight and leaves come to rest / in the cotton folds

Dandelions gone / trembling globes like soft ghosts / hold the longing light

In the steaming cup / one milk coloured leaf / veined with coffee

Childs thoughtful eye / gazing at leaves in piles / thinking about slugs

Sending air kisses / in onionskin envelopes / weighted by the stamp

Old love letters / soft with many foldings / in a wooden box

Wind blows churlishly / pressing on the windowpane / teacup un-rattled

Coffee brewing / a pinch of cinnamon / smell of fall morning

Sipping green tea / fragrant steam from the cup / caught in your lashes

Early grey morning / gathered under low clouds / small brown birds chase bugs

Oldest mother / catches sharp words in her teeth / scalding the teapot

Old tortoise resting / inside his barnacled shell / framed postage stamps

Elegant bone cage / perfectly engineered / there are no blueprints

You, breathing gently / mumbled words falling softly / on your pillowcase

Lonely cotton sky / belly on the mountaintop / heavy with cold rain

Words on seamed paper / perfume caught in the creases / faded with reading

How delicately / he touches fragile flesh / not a sweet plum bruised

Rainbow dyed pages / hung with small bells, fat with paste / smell of paper dreams

Sparrows dropping notes / from the branches of the elm / songs in falling leaves

Curled paper leaves / laze and fall in faded light / horned owl snoozing

She sharpens her teeth / epithets fall in his beard / tangle with toast crumbs

Cold light through stained glass / bruised colored words clinging / atmosphere of sparks

Cold light through stained glass / bruise colored words, clinging / atmosphere of sparks

Sweetened steam rises / coffee, hot and pale with cream / raspy morning kiss

Siamese sleeping / resembles curled zen thought / tail is a comma

Tucked your old kisses / in a paper box, high up / they fall on my cheeks

Soft boiled eggs, milk / wet morning, protein feast / tea steeps in a pot

Soft boiled egg, milk / wet morning, small protein feast / tea steeping in the china pot

Brittle sunlight falls / breaks softly on fat pumpkins / long vines laced with frost

Like a gentleman / he offered her the wish / from his lit candle

Hot, tarry coffee / adulterated with cream / smell of singing nerves

Dark underbellies / of lazy vanilla clouds / thin light turns to blue

Pale morning hello / one long feather, white edged blue / as from an angel

Wary of the cat / pressed against the windowsill / wrens in the alley

Sun rises, pale light / casting weeping tree shadows / cold glass morning

Brittle early day / yellowing leaves rimmed with frost / winters glassy kiss

One dragonfly left / shivering over her words / wing colored shadows

Placed in a bell jar / sprigs of clary sage, fireflies / truth in wild visions

Behind purpled lids / alkaline visions, brewing / steeped in clarity

Behind pink pill dust / notions, dust motes lit up, lost / sharp wind clears the air

Pale winter sunlight / bright through the last paper leaves / wind, cold in nude limbs

Early light painting / morning, three lonely geese / asking directions

The sky is falling / she stands, opens her mouth, tastes / god flavored rain

Planet tilting left / light thinning, winter twilight / pastel caliber

You left this morning / your key in the door, soft sound / note on the pillow

Wind catching feathers / moving sky, brushstrokes of grey / bird calls meet the rain

A murder of crows / tapping cryptic messages / clever feet, rooftop