On shadowed dirt road / under stray gibbous moon beam / young stag watches me.

Hawk flits heavily / from browning summer grasses / rabbit in talons

I regain fly-sight / when I walk in light rainfall / with my glasses on.

Dog drags her black paws / wanting to stay out in rain / lies down and won't move.

Full moon just drops in, / has a cup of tea and chats, / hangs out til I sleep.

My head cold's so bad / I got out my neti pot / salted my sinus.

Guy in baseball cap / ages thirty years in one / puff of cigarette.

Boys wear baseball caps / backwards 'cause it's easier / to drive or to kiss.

5 A.M. is dark / enough for Venus and Moon / to dance in cloud-rings

Wisk of finest frost / overlays baseball diamond / with glittering jewels. }

Ungainly heron / banks over falls, under bridge, / then lands, full of grace.

Pond lies still as glass, / two cupped hands of mother earth / cradling mouthful.

Dog just likes this field, / the one place she's free to run / in all her travels.

Geese cloud-crowd takes wing / over the railway station / on the equinox.

Even Orion / dims at Apollo's coming / and his dog bows low.

Fighting off a cold / that's set down, an old mastiff / lodged in my windpipe.

No Retweets these days / except for my poetry / and then just by bots.

Dawn breaks cloud-cover / so what hid Orion's dog / turns to shredded pink.

Diana gives Mars / cold shoulder and frowns, but turns / laughing to Venus.

Luna stands by twins / separates Mars and Venus / with frowns at war-god.

Pond looks mirror smooth / until the eye's corner sees / the stars rippling.

On dog's early walk / whorl of thousand stars still burns / and the East dreams dark.

Startled tree sheds leaves / as thousand swallows take flight / into dim dawn sky.

Moon, I miss you now / it's been a long busy day / and rain shakes windows.

Moon's missing tonight, / throat's sore, and the light's too bright, / but water tastes good.

I'd rather not be / vertical this chill morning / but dogs must go out.

Drainage ditch by field, / planned to make baseball games dry, / becomes goose-haven.

Old songbird nest, once / hid in cherry tree crown, / now roofless ruin.

Crowds filling MoMA / dress so fashionably well / even when slumming.

Black branches crackle / navy sky specked with silver / and dawn's winter peach

Joyful, loose-leashed dog / leaps in her usual pond, / breaks winter's first ice.

Two bright crimson leaves / lie among fallen brown ones / models 'mid housefraüs

Bright parking lot lights / dim all but king Jupiter / enthroned where sun set.

The way the wind howls / warns me to linger in bed / just a bit too long.

Three white pelicans, / beaks so long they brush ocean, / make swans blush dark green.

In the east, shepherds / round up their flocks after a / Light in pre-dawn dark.

On a ziggurat , / mages see a star appear, / consult almanacs.

While snow shaves my cheek / after a long dog-walking, / lights of home warm me.

Moon and Jupiter / keep me company tonight / while the dog goes romping.

Moon casts her sliver / onto frozen mirror of / tarnished silver pond.

Moon a mere sliver / over schoolhouse cupola / while wrens chirp dawn songs.

Snow in the clear air / urges the dog to chase flakes / far past my whistle.

Walked the dog tonight / in only an extra vest / under Spring's first stars.

Dog's food bowl spills out / as Clio in eagerness / races to breakfast.

Chickens crossing road! / begs for clichéed response, but / they're checking for ticks.

In Maine Subaru, / librarian girl kisses / rock-climber boyfriend.

Two canada geese / wing north above flooded stream / wingmen together.

One robin perches / on midwinter sunrise stone / at the labyrinth.