Wednesday, April 8, 2009

day NINETY EIGHT

On the water's edge
children keep the sorrow's light.
Distance knows no bounds.

day NINETY SEVEN

Many a man cross
o'er crooked wooden bridges.
As the river runs.

day NINETY SIX

Once over the bridge
my lady's heart beats for me.
The luckiest man.

day NINETY FIVE

A cool one-eyed guy
sells smoothies under the night sky.
Vegetables know things.

day NINETY FOUR

Night deserts get dark
coyote runs with the moon.
Wildfires burn brightest.