Weeds and Wildflowers

Outside the night drips Un-rained rain, as I wait for The promise of deluge, Knowing that it May come or it may not. I come to see the...

Here the Dipper Here the inexplicable sky Here the bullfrogs Here the fox, Coyote, Gulp, my brother frog Sing, my tree frog siste...

Down the road the dogs Are yipping in the heat that finally Gives in to dusk's respite, and above in The great dome of heaven ano...

My old friend's old dog is dying. The world beyond my small dirt patch Spins so wildly I don't care  To try to understand, ...

Night dry as ancestors' bones Parched back into earth, They return, the ancestors, We all return in time, After our sliver of sh...

I've been here before, In past years' ever-changing solstice light A little unbalanced, I suppose But I have always been moving ...

I watched the sky grow dark As it closed off some  Old hang ups,  Like, am I understood or good enough? But really, what those other...