2891

autumn falls…
and how the sun wanders
around our kitchen

2890

kitchen light on
a magpie
praising the dawn

2888

high moon
our bike rides alone
in black and white

2889

all day inside…
I cook the same Thai
as she served

2887

outside
the spring rising
in a weave of gulls

2886

the cyclone hits…
in the moments gone
our banana farm

2885

cherry blossoms dance
in her kimono
Maple leaves on the blue

2883

tomatoes
earth filling the fruits
a day at a time

2882

all dark inside, out!
the hail storm
pings our iron roof

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Her shadows touch too
letting the butterfly
around my face.