cloudy morning the garbled song of a distant cardinal

mom's quilt holding up better than I am

Happy Mother's Day to all!

receding water the irises grow taller

problems have more arrivals than departures

coughing jag well at least I'm not crying

Backed up to Eternity

depression every possibility becomes impossible

wrong way sign state of the union on a divided highway

unflooded roads backed up to eternity

wing extensions for vultures drenched in sunshine

a tumble-down boulder the limestone de-stressing itself

dead ends I get to see everything in reverse

spring twilight closure is a wound that re-opens somewhere else

a sense of foreboding in the bent spine of a battered oak