Thursday, September 26, 2013

The Mountains of Sound

The Mountains, a happenstance of collision 
abjectly placed on the frontier-
Like a jarring drum,
a heart's strum
a note misplaced-
a terror not faced
instead, a beautiful explosion from the earth,
making its way out of the dearth.


Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...