Munching as always,
The goats never stop eating.
Does it taste that good?

Bee on chicory
Hopes for something that tastes good;
Just keeps on buzzing.

Clouds of stupid bugs.
How can things so very small
Be so annoying?

Deep in the forest
Rusted cabinet and table:
Ancient tea party.






Rough dark wooden bench
Sits at the edge of the woods;
Lichen grows on it.

Hammock high on hill
Seems to swing out to nowhere,
Endlessly rocking?

Just touching the sky
Leaves are beginning to turn--
Near heaven or hell?

A hand print of sun
Touches the crotch of the tree
Bringing it to light.