Japanese maple
the slant of afternoon light
a catching of fire

witch hazel blooming
January wind blows cold
winter life shout out

We stepped inside the diner,
strangers in a strange land.
Every boothfull turned and stared
then looked away,not seeing a threat.
We orderd our eggs,sunny-side up.
They don't have Greek toast here
so we chose rye.
In walked an old man,
he walked right to a stool in the corner.
The waitress poured him a cup of hot coffee
without even asking.
He layed out a handful of change on the counter
and began to seperate the coins
and counted
and recounted them.
We looked at each other
thinking the same thing...
he wasn't sure he had enough.
But we were strangers
 in a small town,
 he had all that he needed,
a diner that cared.
We paid our bill
 as he continued to count and recount his change.
 We left
 as Gertie gave him a plate of food.

snow covered sundial
the earth moves around the sun
unseen facts don't change

woodland messenger
a sharp caw-caw sails thorough trees
cast breadcubes on grass

I am so alone
a flower standing in snow
artificial life

winter woods debris
fern and moss reach up to sun
living among dead

paralyzed spirit

gravity claimed body form

a complete collapse