polished wood
shimmering
with apparitions
early morning
stillness brimming the street -
New Year's Day
wide fields
basking in the sun
a lone hare jumps
midweek rain...
slicing away mold
from the bread
out of the scree
listening to water
arguing over stones
bumblebees
yellowed with pollen
and sun
silver web
in the morning light
and the spider?
lone horse
contemplating the sky -
the still pond
rainbows of lichen
and rings of pollen...
this rock, not so lonely
afternoon sun -
the butterfly landing
on its own shadow
the eulogy -
his grandchildren
chasing white butterflies