a wild rose
inside the caterpillars’ tent —
ocean sunrise

giving sound
to the submerged stone wall
my new kayak

faultline
wild eyes of the horses
as we cross

talk of peace . . .
a fly in the sugar bowl
missing one leg

whispers
on a sultry night
salsa music

day moon
wind sculpts ripples
on the dunes

thunder
the old windmill
needing grease

Sunday
the chorus of sparrows
in a church maple

fireworks display
missing
his oohs and ahhs

low-country creek —
the flow of Spanish moss
from an osprey’s talons