And My Toes Will Laugh

The problem with Spring
Is that everything's lazy
Starting with the sun.


Translucent bright leaves
Conduct the brilliant sunshine
Through my light spirit.

Dandelion greens
Are good for growing cows;
Olivia knows.


Soon I'll wear sandals;
Then springtime will be confirmed
And my toes will laugh.


Two geese in the blue
Fly parallel together.
Smell of gas and cut grass.

Faint scent of lilacs--
(It wasn't there yesterday)
Floats across my nose.


Path into the woods
Mysterious once again;
Lit up by shadows.


Racing to the rock
The chipmunk turns into stone
Right before my eyes.