Clouds of jasmine drifting under the golden haze...
High above my house, drifting in from the ocean...
Trending like a
dog walker, the disheveled...
In deep bottom,
at first light, I...
The lips will speak
without sound...
In everyday life
you pick up a war with a...
Hiding behind the faces,
you had pushed me to the edge...
Set free the water?
do not harm the spring...
Shadows?
were lengthening...
Our green friends ( Concrete poetry)
Tall tree...
Thunder roars and lightning flashes,
Lighting up the evening Sky's...
Young oak, standing there,
with your fragile branches...
Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...