crow welcomes old crone
bringing stone and winter snow —
red and yellow winds
Tag: micropoetry
birdshit — 27oct26
we laugh, fool & crow,
did we forget to forget?
— frost breath in the mornFor Ikkyū.
epiphany
tok tok tok --
raven tapping on the
fog filled street[originally posted on sceadugenga.com, June 22, 2020]
delusion
waking up from dawn's
dining table daydream
to the rattle-bang
of mourning doves
trying to fly into
picture-window sunsthrowing hands
why write poetry at all
when there is the wind
that carries 'hallo hallo'
of the crow, high up in
the cottonwood tree, to me?
i throw both hands away
and reply with the samefalling still
silence falling in white
were i made of sterner stuff
i might sit in stillness outside
until it covered me whole