springing the dried wood
I lift, the axe falls, splitting
the grain of the year
September 18, 2009 • 6:32 pm 0
Haiku 21
a blush of sunlight
the sound of a mower, next year
more time with the plants
Filed under: haiku, garden, stewardship, time
September 15, 2009 • 6:10 pm 0
Relativity
August 25, 2009 • 12:58 am 0
Balance Sheet
if time were money
we’d bank on death
taking an interest
in our capital sum
the years drop
like pennies
pounding us down
depreciating
day
by uncherished day
second
by unremembered second
our taxing lives
squandered
moment by moment
to a zero balance
our last breath
overdrawn
Filed under: free verse, death, poetry, time


