a river of stones - Jan 18 2012

on top of the hotel
various country’s flags
flapping violently together
but independently
determining their own use
of the wind to gain prominence

a river of stones - Jan 17 2012

morning sun reflects
off the observatory
exposed by
the day-time sky

a river of stones - Jan 16 2012

driving into the City,
to my left —
the calm clear harbour,
to my right —
the frantic blur of traffic

a river of stones - Jan 15 2012

searching the shelves
at the hardware store
for cleaning products,
the dust
makes me sneeze

a river of stones - Jan 14 2012

clouds speed
across the sky —
the absense of bird song

a river of stones - Jan 13 2012

I stand outside
looking in –
a fly lands on the inside
of an open window

a river of stones - Jan 12 2012

watching the morning sun
come over the distant hills
I ponder,
is it rising,
or,
are we descending?

a river of stones - Jan 11 2012

once a status symbol,
the BMW
travels backward
behind a tow truck

a river of stones - Jan 10 2012

a mere
shadow
of me –
my  
shadow

yet
in the glow
of the
lamp

it grows bolder and I  become a shadow of it

river of stones - Jan 9 2012

after the storm
the blue sky
a brown tide

river of stones - Jan 8 2012

calm
so calm
then ----

¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦
¦ ¦ RAIN ¦ ¦ ¦
¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦

== W  I    N          D ==

<< THUNDER >>

river of stones - Jan 7 2012

weekend gardeners

duelling lawnmowers –

and stereo systems

river of stones - Jan 6 2012

leaves provided life
through photosynthesis
and now dead
they decay and nourish
the trees that gave them birth

surely leaves
are the noblest
of all living organisms

river of stones - Jan 5 2012

strong northerly
shakes the cell tower –
voices carried by the wind

river of stones - Jan 4 2012

reading Kerouac’s  “Dharma Bums”,
concentration broken
by a bird
breaking a snail shell on my roof

river of stones - Jan 3 2012

lawn mower in for repairs,
my lawn bristles
like a little boy
finding the barbershop closed

river of stones - Jan 2 2012

the wind conducts an orchestra

of rustling leaves and bird song

while at the end of the street

a child tries desperately

to make his crying sound sincere

a river of stones - Jan 1 2012

New Year's Day -
rain falls
from last year's clouds

a river of stones - July 31

I saw the world today

in that single moment

I looked into

the sparrow’s eye.

a river of stones - July 30

in the dark night sky

above the stadium,
a lone seagull circles

in the spotlights

then fades from view