
rumblings of thunder -
weekly garbage pickup and
jets above low clouds

rumblings of thunder -
weekly garbage pickup and
jets above low clouds

every sunrise
another chance to give thanks
and begin anew

a face set like flint
going to death on a cross
Master and servant

goose looking at glass
waiting for his mirrored self
to come fly away
the hoots of an owl
drowned by approaching sirens
and sudden silence