Poetry

In the patch of foliage the bonneted woman…

A companion constant That’s what cancer is –…

Blasting a path of noise through the forest,…

Birds    rain      trees           sea winter lets go  …

It is right and proper to let no…

The dog finishes her business And I notice…

The winter birds love this sunlight; They take…

I walk with diligence to the gate And…

My neighbor is planting A "Victory" garden, Behind…

Eleven swans following geese northward white on gray…

I) There is no such thing as a…

We exited 101 at Janes Road where the…