
the rain stopped falling
then a flurry of white fluff
something’s unsettling

the rain stopped falling
then a flurry of white fluff
something’s unsettling

five o’clock alarm
thunder rumbling overhead
clouds spilled onto streets

solitary stem
extending always upward
waiting for the wind

ordinary days
being with one another
grace beyond measures

full moon on the rise
the fragrance of fresh cut grass
captured in shadow