a new year has come
a new year has come
sidling after the old
possibilities
a new year has come
sidling after the old
possibilities
there is a sadness
for the stories lost to us
those victims of time
simple christmas wish
hold fast against the chaos
45 must go
clouds of subtle pink
as the birds become awake
some tea with sunrise
a blanketing fog
holds still the rush of morning
basking in silence
a most simple gift
one received with gratitude
thanks for your friendship
sunrise to sunset
watching the jets come and go
bored out of my mind
crescent moong watching
as the balloting begins
the president lies
a touch of whiskey
a delicate bit of code
a saturday night
bird rests on a bench
sharing it's songs of the fall
whispers of shadow