a silent skirt of moonlight
draped upon a meadow
reveals a running brook blue fox
lapping at its waters

its qui vive ears drink evening's voice
as shadows hide and seek
this stream it welcomes all and one
into its ***** deep

out of twilight's purple threads
issues canopy of stars
as constellation mythic spreads
slyboots parts with au revoir

-cec

Monday morning mourns
weeping weekly war sermons
for Sunday's winter

This deep woods stream
croaking its gravel melodies
carries brown and yellow leaves
further down, past branch dams
into eddies of swirling colors
where tree roots soak green
and shade fish dreams

-cec

found your missing "L" today
written on bricks of graffiti
near a railhead of littered words

your anger, your kindness swirls
spray painted feelings on this wall;
this canvas of hope and desire

bordered black enfolds gold, reds and white
some letters wasted others round with might
dripping emotion onto those clinging weeds

-cec

dear stratus grey cloud
within water's reflection
peers a rippled heart

-cec

steep from valley trees
black hills framed, mountain's crest snow
silence stills howling

-cec