what’s more beautiful—
this red, water-begging dawn
or my daughter’s grin?
each touched by showers
so desperate to soothe our souls
from this hellfire
Friday Night Lights (x2)
sunrise
Too Hot to Believe
only this sunrise
shaped by feared wildfires
could make these strange scenes
Solar Products
dawn clouds framing trees
parmesan zucchini, please
(sunlit expertise)
Coronatine, Day Fifty-two
these daily bridge walks
no matter how trapped we feel
will never get old
Coronatine, Day Fifty-one
an uncommon mist
wrapped the morning in soft light
before the sun ruled
but blue sky is king
popping up my potatoes
for the love of May
all nine have emerged
and, like the peas, cling to life
brought by sun, water
this wins my heart now
as i fast between each sun
hope rising, falling
Coronatine, Day Forty-six
i have given in
(quiet days, spring sunrises)
one cat at a time
Coronatine, Day Twenty-five (Catch Me a Moon)
the moon rules this day
not knowing what happens here
(we wait in shadows)
empty city streets
spring trying to break branches
reaching for its light
another day ends
yet its return is constant
giving us new hope
Pack Up the Car
a bluebird ski day
will forever be worth it
(Colorado love)
Colorado Dreamscape
my weekend frenzy
with a pink sunrise startup
ending with a tree
Mount Bierstadt
first: the moon and sun
second: 8.5 miles
third: a fourteener
fourth: pomapoo strength
fifth: learning to climb mountains
sixth: altitude high
