Rolls through the valley
A May storm with itchy *****—
What price bonobos?

Goldfinches
And dandelions compete
For yellowest yellow.

The woman singing
With the car radio
Knows half the words.

A customer grabs,
With a shirt-protected hand,
Goodwill's door handle.

The boy in the womb
Is already attending
DUI classes.

The shadow of the aloe plant
Is as still as the sunlight
That crawls along the wall.

Flying in falling
Softly snow, five blue pigeons
And a white pigeon.  

Two crocuses
Have the whole garden
To themselves.

The mousetrap
Is snapped shut
And empty.

The one flower
Outside the window
Has turned to dust.

The crow in the tree
Is actually          
A black trash bag.