sounds of heavy rain
refrigerator is hushed
I can hear my thoughts
六十六
sounds of heavy rain
refrigerator is hushed
I can hear my thoughts
六十六
struts and shocks are shot
on our old sturdy Camry
wife wants a new car
with no dashboard cassette deck
for my Eagles collection
六十六 (Rewrite)
a woman falls down
entangled by five shrill dogs
the new dog walker
六十六
in “V” formation
my cats run interference
till I reach the fridge
六十六
drop by drop by drop
that bamboo pail grows fuller
bangs on a boulder
a gunshot scaring away
deer feasting in the garden
六十六
clockwork of water
the bamboo vessel swings down
strikes a drum of stone
六十六
swallowed by tall grass
sign posts of a lonely road
same, my memories
六十六
beacon of spring
woman in a day-glo dress
waits for her latte
六十六
slate sky, empty sails
stuck in the horse latitudes
days of no motion
六十六
bull frogs unperturbed
a bottle swigging poet
plunges in their pond
六十六
last day of boot camp
surprised to see fresh recruits
run by in a herd
六十六
fallen leaves land among stones barely a sound
Source: Fallen
news crews wait above
she’s up for her cameo
spring coming early
六十六
hummingbirds harangue
pheasants on weight loss
beat wings faster! faster!
六十六
rumbles– morning rain
or coffee brewing– or cats
ordering breakfast
六十六
I bought a cat tree
but it never grew kittens
the dog doesn’t mind
六十六
sunshine at long last
colors are vivid again
even we look good
六十六
last year’s calendars
good again in ’26
my aunt hoards them all
六十六
San Francisco hills
mobs of Russian blues drift by
on little fog feet
六十六
(for Wendover)
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