sit up straight

while driving
distraction pulled me
to the right

each moment
provides a chance to
be conscious

so are you
paying attention
to the now?

winter fog

driving through pea soup
clouds near the earth dance and swirl
like warm breath exhaled

emerge from the fog
try to seek the crisp edges
and know what is true

is it real
is it memorex
I can't tell

orchids

some blooms last
for several months
enjoy them

victorious snow

welcoming the sun
return to us light and warmth
the snow keeps falling

they landed in a
rainbow legume mandala
savory soup ahead

blank screen

the silent machine
staring balefully at me
hey, remember pens?

when power cuts out
over and over again
it is frustrating

practicing patience
and all those other disciplines
perfect for today

there are those who try
to achieve this emptiness
consider it bliss

sparkling underfoot
moonlight reflects and bounces
jaunty light beams laugh

drifting like my thoughts
sky embraces mother earth
snow is piling up

avoiding the cold
I stay hunkered down inside
it's pretty out there

knocking on the door

where will it find peace?
the other side of the door
I am like the cat

(avril lavigne-knocking on heaven's door)

see it as it is
clarity of perception
grasses go to seed

internal combustion

first become
just a hollow shell
of my self

visualize
my internal heat
pump starting

my allies
wrathful deities
glare outward

blinded by the light

hidden in plain sight
where you may never find it
unless you let go

in between
flying falling & crashing
a moment

look all around you
open your eyes to the truth
it’s so beautiful

flakes are falling

the branches
caught some light
and held it

spray painted burrrr-dock
seed pods encased for winter
sparkle with frosting

snow must be
distant relative
to the stars

send money now

five steps per letter
sign, fold, stuff, address & seal
tedium sets in

this year end appeal
was so carefully crafted
ouch! a paper cut

love vibrations

song of solomon
engraved on huge bronze discs
tell me love stories

golden vibrations
penetrate me completely
let me feel it all

I will pay full price
my attention is all yours
just to know the truth

(inspired by Jaume Plensa)

Nature decorates

(Diana Krall~ Autumn Leaves)

nature decorates
fallen leaves stain the sidewalk
tannins form patterns

reaching for my bones
I scrape the branches 'til bare
rainbows uncovered




look in the mirror
if the shadow is accurate
what does it reveal?

lopsided

dead leaves on
one side of the plant
all fell off

buyers' market

a buyers' market
small house called my attention
come and look at me

burning bush
lit up the front yard
says welcome

red mourning

when the stories end
a beautiful irony
arches achingly

fields of gold

(sting & i muvrini~ fields of gold)

seventeen turkeys
avoid holiday dinner
stand beside the road

another flock has
gathered in the golden field
dark shapes far away

vanishing small self

.

vanishing small self
touch the space between each breath

navigate the curves

advice to myself

.

some thoughts for later
when the darkness pushes down
just come out to play

YES WE CAN!!!

standing on the line
scan the choices and then pick
hope can defeat fear

What's going on?

the coin purse
of my attention
is leaking

get to the bottom
by digging a little more
carefully don't rush

I am wondering
is there really one question
to last my whole life?

from my window

lavender
dawn melts into white
day bursts out

IMPORTant work

wrestling with data
trying for submission hold
before IMPORTing

names, dates & numbers
please line up neatly just there
get thee organized!

fly through the network
success is so beautiful
mission accomplished

taste the moment

.

learn to play in

open curiosity

tasting the moment



what's behind the door

might it be anything fun?

I let go of fear



swimming in questions

and demanding no answers

delightful unknown

Sunday Drive

god has spilled
some rainbow sherbet
on the trees

falling leaves
autumn butterflies
flutter by

seeking mice
feathered missile at
eye level

in the field

tiny clouds
dance in dying grass
next year's pods

bright berries
asparagus field
all dressed up

pine needles
form post modern art
walk on it

rows of drooping heads
sunflower skeletons stand
proud abandoned bones

power of three

three forces
eternal movement
wash me clean

juana molina ~tres cosas

clouds line up
michigan blue sky
future rain in rows

chestnut shells
litter the sidewalk
happy squirrels


light scatters sideways
rays spill like bright pixie sticks
sun's losing battle


leaves protest
crunch beneath my feet
I can't stop walking

fall-en hungers

.

have you noticed
we're all writing about food
do we fear winter

you say that things change
either weathered or preserved
returning to earth

.

no water marks

all the smart women
crave good company coasters
don't settle for less

.

flavors on parade
a seasonal serenade
colors fill the shelves

debate

candidate who winks
is not vice presidential
nice try, please go home

preferences

there's definitely
a difference between them
cholla & ice cream

no cringing

meeting the shadow

it's mostly water & sand

encircled by light

the ledge

don't look directly

use peripheral vision

waiting on the ledge

bangin on

words bounce & tumbledo I want to be a drumreceive the rhythm

elegance wading
poised in grace, surprisingly
awkward in motion

erase history
with a swish of the paint brush
what lingers beneath?

.

which animal are you?

wish I were a crow
they get to wear black, talk loud
and steal shiny things

a very good year

many cones
crowding on the branch
abundance

autumn reflections

colored leaves
see their reflection
and wonder

is this time?
hands chasing numbers
perched on high

look closely
green's departure
reveals gold

lesson from
a dead battery
enjoy now!

water shed

water drops
magnify the view
macro lens

these weightless
universes rest
upon down

shock points

black widow?
but it was so small
that's the male

two enter
the space is fractured
my time's up

handful of nonsense

what is memory
thought collections organized
to tell my stories

who needs an 8-ball
I now foretell my future
by looking backward

death grip number nine
conditioned to believe lies
compliance assured

sparkle

golden hoop
impermanence is
captured here




jewels drip
so reluctantly
see them cling?



googloplexes form
i believe in everything
nothing is sacred

everywhere i look
holiness appears to me
just in the being

.

diamond curtains

rain on my window
sparkles against ugliness
can't they paint that house?

spray me

surrounded
by a water wall
swish splash clean


wondering.....

.

did she or didn't she?

shady green
perched in elegance
where to go?

katydid
maybe she didn't
still thinking

silver dollars

plant money
seed, flower, then seek
quick return

Saturday bike-u

green expanse
turns out to be more like
a rainbow

straddling the line
disoriented turtle
let me help you cross




I’m faster than the
butterfly, but it’s faster
than my camera

brilliant flash of white
a sand hill crane caught my eye
way across the field




now my sigg
has a better view
for the ride

it is true
small things excite me
new bike pack

rubber is my friend

rubber is my friend


neoprene embrace
reward my good behavior
with this small contact

nice view

I slowed down
for a naked back
yep, I did

(praises to the Power Shot)

.

it's obvious

thank god for the sign
or I would never have known
where to find water

turn, turn, turn

caught off guard
by the first red leaf
seasons change

light bending
color wheel turns and
heat softens

smell it, mom?
sweet, sweet smell of fall
young son asked

.

my ass spends
a lot of time here
heart-shaped friend



standing there
an invitation
to know self

lawn cosmology

during spring
the sun lived in my grass
tiny lion




now many
stars have fallen there
blue twinkles

holograms

laser beams collide
distant communications
I feel you right here

naked before god

remember
when flesh covered those
stark white bones

you guarded
farmer's sleeping fields
from the wind

in my heart

don't forget
rule number one:
I hit you

there exists
a balance between
grace and combat

why we train with music
it's like dancing with sharp things
hands or sticks or knives

in the figure eight
there is new found elegance
infinity movements

sundirtwater

the waifs- sundirtwater

ripe tomatoes taste
like sun, like dirt, like water
this is alchemy

spider

dancing on
my rear view mirror
I see you

spider has
super sensitive grip
with eight legs

compass

blue sky is calling
that window invites my gaze
the magnet and the steel

I surrender to
irresistible forces
needle spins true north

sometimes I believe

Wax Poetic with Norah Jones - Angels

sometimes I believe
angels come in many shapes
often without wings

out on the edge

how much will I risk?
how badly do I want it?
it's all up to me

small movements offer
an extra boost of power
precision matters

turn hurt into skill
how salt water saved my life
with blood sweat & tears