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

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