Monday, October 15, 2012

vultures
perched on
hay bales,
one soaring
circles-
a
tableau /beneath the
classic coloration
of the
heavily clouded sky

Sunday, October 14, 2012

poem

there is dust in my coffee and is it too much to ask
for affection
for playful attention
 random communication
i ask now
before the dust settles into my
heart