Sunday, July 03, 2005


Water makes its own music

the high hiss of light rain on lake
blood through veins
water striders’ dance on a windless day

shower of applause
for the splake that got away
winter wren laughing with the stream

and snow, piling up on a frozen pond
each flake landing with a cymbal crash

1 comment:

Paula said...

hey, waht are you doing? this blog has been inactive for too long.
I like this -Duet- was sure I had already commented on it. Like a lot the frozen imagery-