Tide line

A crisp, slightly gray day.

Low tide opens a path:

inspiration for a short dance

or a meandering walk into the mist.

Simply too strong

Rigid, tight shadows and strangely linear:

sometimes the world as envisioned

by some feels simply too strong.

Troubles

…such a modest way

to describe everyday situations

that confuse and compound life.

To be able to pin point them

in 10 minutes  would be such a relief.

Hopefully they are not on TV.

Journey

Life’s passages sometimes seem 

strong and clear. Step by step 

moving toward the end of a corridor,

fully aware of dark at the end. 

And then, light through a window ─

the journey continues.

Dangerous resting place

A quiet Sunday morning,

watching this tiny hummingbird

build a nest in a towering Avocado tree.

Frantic coming and going,

then, she rests on a branch

of a dangerous and beautiful Angel’s Trumpet.

Uncaring about its toxicity

and seeming at peace.

Playground

Drumming

I once dreamed of playing with a rainbow,

joyfully sliding through the sky.

Someone had a more practical vision:

an earthbound rainbow drum,

unchanged by transient clouds.

 

Life’s path

Do the challenges on life’s path

ease from mastering the creative

playground? Just wondering what

I learned on time-worn, static

monkey-bars.

Photos taken at a new, creative  children's playground 

in my neighborhood. (Dolores Park, San Francisco)

Another vist

Recurring patterns in nature,

the leaf, the flower petal, the butterfly─

how can I think that I am somehow

separate? Duality simply fails

common sense and observation.

 Another visit from the cabbage butterfly