twisting and turning...
every so often
the crackle of leaves

              or

twisting and turning
all night long...

the crackle of leaves

waterfall foam—now
and then a fish breaks
the pond’s surface

riverside stroll...
the face’s sand cheek
tumbles into a wave

evening shadows
a lone figure walks
across the road

still morning
the cat’s front paws
my side of the railings