oiling the rusty chain
for our first ride
the trail

I wiggle my toes
walking on the moon
upside down

bare toes
ruthlessly tickle the grass
their turn now

laying under a spruce
pine needles fall
on her sewing hand

top quarter champion

TOP half Chamption

bottom quarter champion

man landed
on the moon
why not Venus?

my fingertip erases
a supernova
peek a boo

arms spread wide
             she takes in the wind

thunder rumbles
I want to sink into it
a perfectly tuned chord

TOP half champion

CHAMPION
 

BOTTOM half champion

stopped rollercoaster
we follow the tracks
to the beginning

driving down all
the old back roads
I once knew by heart

marshmallows
the closest thing
to clouds

autumn gust
the scarecrow topples
into corn stalks

top quarter champion

BOTTOM half champion

bottom quarter champion

second hand keeping time
her sigh
and the wind's song

improvising dinner
singing scat to the tune
of the refrigerator

spring cleaning
in the donation box
every doll        but one

the only child
dyes Easter eggs
old friends