Shadows of Trees on the House

Gentle wind, bright sun;
Shadows of trees on the house;
Geese cry far away.












Shadows in the trees:
Two birds sit silhouetted
On tangled branches.









It's falling apart--
The old nest high in the tree;
One piece is dangling.

The hint of a song
Floats from the old lady's house.
Is it memory?

A car races past
And beeps when it's behind me.
Don't know who it was.

Somewhere in the clouds--
Steady droning of a plane
Unseen and fading.

Growing in the shade
Deep blue flowers catch my eye
Like a shy young girl.

Swiftly across road
Two pheasants march single file
In front of mail truck.

Imprisoned in tree
The ghost watches fearfully
With no place to move.

White as a thin cloud
Butterfly flutters near me
And then vanishes.