«He hung without swaying / Thin belt on branch's bend. / His hat — a black remainder / Marred freshly combed sand. / Left palm, pierced by the nails, / Of still, yet stiffened hand. The sun ascended slowly / For noon its horses set, / He faced the morning Helios / In somber tet-a-...»
«Blizzard wails past my window, / Covers my porch with mounds of snow. / Diddle time away, cast shadows — / From the wedding ring I wore. My old cat makes new discovery — / Chairs don’t purr. So he is still. / Blind blizzard in old livery — / Icy staff raps like a bill. Winter n...»
«Light clear drops by Time are beaded: / Hour past hour, day by day. Has my child by you been seeded? / Dug for you — this early grave? To our outcries — Time is silent! / Raise my hands to steely sky, — Pattern's end, last stitch, it's final. / Punctured canvas. Vacant sigh.»
«Step over, leap, run out, fly. / Steal over it, just move, be willing. / Like arrows — stream towards the sky. / Emblaze the haze, though you’re falling. Where could they be? Search 'round and sigh. / God knows on what you have been dwelling — / Hat... keys are lost or gone awry!»