swiftness of tide
eVen though our world
is all fogged in
tempted by longing
your hand catches mine
of soft footfall
you come to rendezvous
on the old pier
where coos of doVes abound
in rafters beneath us
with the gold hoop
of an ocean daymoon
come toiling souls
for you my fisherman
a courting candle is lit
a plethora
of wings aslant across
the ocean sky
unnameable seabirds
swooping into dusklight
in unison
the trumpeting of cranes
time marches on
we mustn't liVe apart
for one minute longer
town carniVal
we are the ones who
embraced nightfall
our top ferris wheel car
rocking in a corn moon
loVe is it
but an uprooted weed
gone for good
or will forgiVing winds
tumble you back to me
an autumn moon
hiding part of itself
in tree coVer
until the right wind blew
all fig leafs asunder
a windyday
lion's tooth and puffball
still side by side
as if to offer alms
for our separation
dipping in
a sunny fountain
hornet feet
the pulse of city life
that around us bustles
my knight
free water winds its way
through fields
effervescent echos
of a horse's hoofbeats
hot updraft
a glimpse of sunrise
through wingtips
two common raVens
but spinning as one
petrels
in a cherry red
skyscape
outnumbered only
by ballooning clouds
in these times
of forsaken rhythm
still we moVe
to and fro up and down
circling our emotions
all's fair
in loVe and eclipses
are we but
wayward doomed loVers
who let the dogs out
hoary fog
this morning proVides
priVacy
we cloister ourselVes
under its coVer
solar eclipse
on a twilit morning
stars atwinkle
as the ruler of tides
lays atop the earth’s light
caramel flashes
on a tousled ocean
amaterasu
looking into her own
radiant reflection
you apace
with wildlife giVe me
true pleasure
creating moments
of diVine rapture
a riVer port
neVertheless at high tide
in comes the sea
and Voices of prophecy
storm petrels on salt wind
friends we made
walking into summer sun
haVe all flown
each moon oVer the boardwalk
brings us closer to autumn
how lonely
with my night heron gone
albeit
we will breakfast again
the hunger for loVe found
trails of bubbles
glisten in the riVer
is it perchance
a reminder from you
that life should be frothy
at first blush
new signals from sealife
pending autumn
a scarlet sky eddies
in the estuary
the bumblebees
working gros bleu laVender
in harmony
keen to nectar-hued blossoms
I feel not that you are far
ha ha ha
the laugh of a gull
is my muse
if only I could
giVe it something back
sea grasses
once tangled by neap tide
loose again
hold me close to you loVe
neVer to unraVel
tiptoeing
foot on foot a heron's
reflection
at the meeting point of
sky and estuary
the green heron
on a sunny day
raises its wing
a school of shiners
swim into the shade
serpentining
a mast into blackness
ocean Vapors
wandering past the moon
weaVing through summer stars