buzzing my head
............a small black fly…
clock-watching all day long
sudden gust…
pink blossom cascades into abstract patterns
open car windows…
two men squabble
and gesticulate
sunlit plaza...
two butterflies mirror
each other’s flight
just by the step
windswept leaves & blossomsin the shape of a tear
screech of gulls
each wave conveys a streakof the setting sun
at the symphony’s end
a moment of silence…
snoring & applause
Halloween dusk
the city gent sports a comical nose
relocation day…
in the emptying office
voices echo
a stifling day
in the bluest of skiesa burst of white wings
after the fly past
the planes’ contrails
drift into a rainbow
inside windowsill—
the dead fly has breezedto a new position
spring evening—
a fox sniffs a few cars
in the empty road
a new week…
black-headed seagulls circlea chill blue sky
first light
a grey squirrel lands
on the bird table
daybreak—
a ring of light surrounds
the seated dog
