spring

purple blooms |
for the first time
in years
they crunch beneath
my old-aged thoughts

my sum of work
traverses two pages ::
last Tennessee spring

internal forces

full moon in Pisces

quit deluding!

summer

sweet smell
of white wildflowers
~«~«≈…‡…‡…‡

blue moons
eclipse at an angle
then move away

birds flock
to cedar leaves,
one last go

air hums
in cosmic threads
at midnight