Daylight moves westwards
Yet the sun up quite high
The birds are still bold
poetry, prose, and photography
Daylight moves westwards
Yet the sun up quite high
The birds are still bold
You can’t get win-win
By being driven by your fears
Only love drives this
Seeking elegance
Not a garish consumption
But deep quality
Oh teriyaki!
Your sweet, delightful flavor
So many choices
Within the hard rain
Atop steel tree; watching
A hawk sits, hungry
It delights me so
To see the kids around me
Make better choices
A call to rise up
A flicker striking my roof
A moment of spring
“Mom” we celebrate
So many fill this mission
Thanks to each of them
Sunlight’s going strong
Though the day is closing out
Still time to go bikev