Sunset trees
a cabbage moth ‘almost’ lost
in the gold of autumn leaves.

living elderly–
the power of the tides
returned to the earth

thunder
clouds rushing
the summer showers

Lime summer dress
Laurel twirls herself
in the long mirror.

Beach hermit
combing the small lost change
of children.

along the beach
a child’s sandcastle
lapping waves

living elderly–
through mists of morning
the busy street outside

the road traffic hums
under the shade of the bridge
lights flash at evening

living elderly–
strolling more in the street
when red leaves gather

Moon white river
in the last train
almost home.

After
this mountain climb
content to stare to beyond.

a winter storms
the bobbing of daffodils
under the downpipes.