sun’s not killing us
the torn, frayed umbrella
we never patch
Category: environment
1106
trumpocalypse now
no escape
cue the zombies
911
sweet as maple syrup
a good morning smile
free refills
554
vase of cut flowers
or a walk in the redwoods
we also endure
六十六
550
trunks and limbs entwine
growing into each other
a treesome, leaves blush
六十六
509
shrouded in tinsel
waiting curbside before dawn
at rest in the cold
六十六
462
Northwest trees keep green
all year round…their shifting shades
seen only by owls
六十六
460
new house on the road
hammers and saws all day long
squirrels can’t afford here
六十六
450
roofs motley with leaves
reds, golds, and yellows shimmer
ghosts of morning rise
430
rippling through treetops
shards of inconstant color
another autumn
429
frogs and dragonflies
left no forwarding address
took the creek with them
402
big bushy gray tail
sprints up a telephone pole
skyway of wires
401
late night taking out
the garbage– how do stars
clean after themselves?
374
when will they return
tall, bright banners of snow melt
Yosemite Falls
364
new amber alert
man watering lawn with hose
police on their way
