the oyster midden
hopeful seagulls / ec
myriad ripples
on a frozen current / b
rubbernecking
tourists take snapshots
by the gulf stream / gj
a single organism
pervades the forest floor / b
in heated moonlight,
hairpin turns mark the way
to babylon / gj
instinct
the blood in our veins / ec
dried-up rinds
of grapefruit litter
my Monday mornings / gj
paper airplanes
still floating on a dream / ec
darkness so quiet,
only the drip
of melting ice / b
a spindly wallflower
sets my heart abuzz / b
two contortionists
give shape
to the meaning of love / tm
pushing the stroller
footsteps fall in synch / ec
the flight of darts
is all i hear
in couples counseling / gj
lightning clouds change
from the inside out / gj
up all night
the morning glories
duped by a full moon/ ec
a monarch's journey
burdened by early snow / tm
the vortex
gathering all that is
extraordinary / tm
after the rains,
a map drawn in mud / gj
in the end
nothing more than
a roadside altar / ec
bear totem watches
lupine fill the valley/ ec
a single pole
of cherry adorns
the busker's hovel / b
poor old girl
we had to put her down/ ec
completed March 22, 2010
bandit
el coyote
govindajohn
turdus migratorius
Our Triparshva renku, The Oyster Midden, has been accepted for June 2010 publication at Notes From The Gean
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