- after the hurricane . . .
- dropping my dog off . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- workday’s end . . .
- Her last summer . . .
- over my thoughts the hush of pines . . .
- seaside rest home . . .
- gone . . .
- towpath— . . .
- rain in the puddle-- . . .
- my colleague . . .
- a solitary bird calls to the space between lightni . . .
- Falling rain, . . .
- The sky darkens/ The ocean replies . . .
- a beach day like any other . . .
- between roots . . .
- bush track and mountains . . .
- a row of white houses . . .
- rising from prayer/ i find myself/ in tourist phot . . .
Archive for August, 2010
- after the hurricane . . .
- dropping my dog off . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- workday’s end . . .
- Her last summer . . .
- over my thoughts the hush of pines . . .
- seaside rest home . . .
- gone . . .
- towpath— . . .
- rain in the puddle--
. . .
- my colleague
. . .
- a solitary bird calls to the space between lightni . . .
- Falling rain, . . .
- The sky darkens/ The ocean replies . . .
- a beach day like any other . . .
- between roots . . .
- bush track and mountains . . .
- a row of white houses . . .
- rising from prayer/ i find myself/ in tourist phot . . .