Sunday, May 31, 2015

Blueberry Mist


                       ... blueberry mist morning / white swans call from the river






Friday, May 29, 2015

Fireflies


                                                ... wearing a white dress and the scent of wild roses

                           ... summer arrives through an open window

                                                              ... a basket of fireflies in her hand





Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Highway 26

         
          ... late at night / Highway 26 ... I pull over on the shoulder

                                                              ... watch a low wall of fire slowly move across a farmer's field                                                                                       
                      ... through charred stubble ... another spring








Photograph by John L. Dengler

Friday, May 22, 2015

Pinyon Jay

                ... pinyon jay / scratching my name in blue sky






The photograph is mine.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Bleeding Hearts


                                     ... in a wild rush to bloom / snow on bleeding hearts







Painting by Jeanie Tomanek

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Singing on Sunday



                           ... bible school / bible camp / bible verses memorized ... life divided on these lines

          ... in a homemade dotted swiss dress / pressed to perfection

                                        ... I sang for the congregation ... Life's Railway to Heaven






The photograph is my mother, long before I sang for the congregation.

Friday, May 8, 2015

Boundaries


                                                   ... meadow sky morning

                                                                                          ... the field the river the trees

                                          ... my infinite boundaries







The photograph is mine.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

The Clumsy Years


                         ... in the tiny bathroom at the top of the stairs / I press the phone to my ear

      ... you ... just out of prison / me ... unable to tell you

                                                                              ... fumbling through the clumsy years






Saturday, May 2, 2015

The School Bus


                    ... leaving his motorcycle in the tall grass we walk into the orchard ... in the

                    distance a school bus ... the one I'm supposed to be on ... turns down

                    a dirt road / disappears







The photograph is mine.