
half moon this morning
a startled rabbit scampers –
my breath giving chase

half moon this morning
a startled rabbit scampers –
my breath giving chase

little late this year
blooming when days are shortest
the Christmas cactus

late night visitor
casting her light through skylight
I capture myself
never seen before
all the leaves in the alley
swept clean by the wind
sounding like freight train
the ferocity of gusts
buffeting the house