
a dark cloud blocks
the Summer sunset,
but light won’t be pent.

a dark cloud blocks
the Summer sunset,
but light won’t be pent.

at day’s end,
atop the mountain, clouds
look like snowy peaks.

its red cap
gives the mushroom away,
hiding in leaf litter.

the trail is straight;
the creek meanders —
trail feet — creek mind.

a dead tree
stands above the living;
it didn’t pace itself.

slender-stalked mushroom
stands straight & tall & still,
but not for long.