Chrysanthemums paint
as onyx skies softly weep...
Lounging upon a bed of moss,
underneath an abandoned tree...
God has made us different
But he never take a rent...
The silver of rivers
The smoothness of stone...
Ode to the Pine Tree
Proud of the earth...
Misty diamonds cascade
over shadows before me...
Buried 'neath the woodland snow
Where ice can't reach and winds don't blow...
Farewell to winter
the color green is in style...
Sheer drop of lightning
takes the brown...
Amber leaves
tumble from octopus limbs...
To touch and have the power to transform
that which I touched into fresh water...
beneath leathered glass
majestically swimming...