
on the hillside,
amid the wildflowers,
watching clouds shape-shift.

on the hillside,
amid the wildflowers,
watching clouds shape-shift.

a cloud of pigeons
wheels about in a broad loop;
a thin batch returns.

the tree’s trunk
engulfed by vines & leaves, though
little light shines through

frenetic fly,
spastically flying loops:
lands from whence it flew.