OCT.10.16 - LUNA LURKS

LUNA LURKS

It's only Fall but the clouds are
pregnant with snow, and the air
smells Arctic-cold
But Luna is harvest-tinged, a pale
gold as she peeks from behind
the laciness of tree branches
No matter the season, she keeps
her secrets to herself.

SEPTEMBER 10,2016 A WATERLILY AND AN ANT

Exquisite mauve-petalled water lily
floats on a pond high in the sky
Caught within, travelling blithely unaware
one brown-black ant.