Soft Tree Leaves
Home has found me porch sitting
Dry aerie of tin roof percussion
Whirling moist drop kisses
Lightening lit silhouettes
Grumbled searching
Leaping darkness
Chirping buzz
Shush
The Train Stop
Culture of destination
Camaraderie of myth
Ethereal revolution
Humming ring of intent
Baited conversation
Fishing hearts
Beating
Muddy stream bank
Dancing warmth of fire
Kind jest understood
Familiar glances
Finding a place
Leaving too soon
Desert Sun
Fair months
Anxious for green
Labor seems
Clear enough
To see for many miles
Nothing no one around
Stones and snakes
Cliff Jumping
Impact
End of the silence
When bravely displaying
Ability to conquer fear
Ran and jumped
Silence expectant
Of the next beginning
Water rush's through toes
Enveloped in motion
To the surface of the mirror
01/21/09 04:31:26 pm, 