herring run
a nexus
of hungry river hawks
herring run
a nexus
of hungry river hawks
slamming doors
grandchildren
and their sandy feet
standing in the riverbed
the silence
whispers
old photos
my rebirth
as a toddler
Spring weekend
a busy chipmunk
between raindrops
first love
pulling petals
from a daisy
moonwake
my thoughts flow
downriver
drone attack
another meandering speech
grassland meditation
completely ignoring myself
flowing freely
what we heard
through the grapevine