desert morning
a coyote licks ice
on the tumbleweed
Tag: morning
Rain overnight —
the mist on Mynyddislwyn
melts almost as quickly
as it takes me
to write about it.
Five minutes before the alarm — birdsong, birdsong.
morning coffee
one bare foot
under another
morning walk
at the crossroads
my thoughts
flow
in Spanglish
slipping in
beneath the kitchen door
—first sunlight