1732

 

 

coastal flooding —
I count the hours until
low tide

 

 

low-tide beach

1731

 

 

driving home —
watching the spaces
between fireworks

 

 

between snowfalls

1730

 

 

day trip —
the road ahead
shimmers

 

 

heat shimmer

1729

 

 

now, daylilies
those morning frosts
forgotten

 

 

forgotten frost

1728

 

 

noon —
even the wind chimes
are still

 

spring noon

 

1681

 

your mother
 

in the small town
of my life a zoo or
fairgrounds that tilted
 

ferris wheel
 

if it stops I drop a
pride of lions a giraffe
what a laugh the spectacle
 

your mother
 

 

 
metaphor monday

1680

 

 

 

I did not know when
I was born that I would
live longer than a rockstar
 

free falling
 

I did not know this
act would last until all those
songs were just sound
 

swinging
 

like wildflowers
 

 

 

metaphor monday

1674

 

 

evening news —
I put the dogs
out in the rain

 

 

evening — I’m prompting the whole month of March for NaHaiWriMo. Join us!

1673

 

 

vulture-tilting winds–
there’s nothing I could say
that you can hear

 

 

distant — join us in NaHaiWriMo, on Facebook. I’m prompting all March long!

1672

 

 

cherry blossom —
I climb the mountain but you’ve
already gone

 

 

mountain — join us all month long in NaHaiWriMo, on Facebook, for my prompts.