winter morning tea
the play of light and shadow
I capture my self

winter morning tea
the play of light and shadow
I capture my self


not much to look at
sunrise through the window screen
my one precious life
everything leads to now
a long look at what is real
out running errands
lingering at a stop sign
to let the sun pass


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

life is here then gone
beauty and admirer too
who will tell the tale
that doesn’t make it less real
be grateful and live fully