70 degrees
dewpoint: ditto
the resulting soup

70 degrees
dewpoint: ditto
the resulting soup
J6 indictments
the clock
is ticking…
white calico cat
scrawny bunny rabbit
pre-dawn walking companions
the weirdness of words
the lucidity of language
the silliness of any storm
still tired this morning
caught a hungry little dream
in my sleep
poetry
filling my heart
resurrecting my soul
poet outreach
allied spirits
lyricism, our bond
out the door under a still-night sky
so many discoveries along the way
dark yields to light, then the pouring rain
newly christened
I aspire
to a flaneur calling
haunting melancholy
the lake at dusk
waves gentle tall reeds
Chit Chat