topography of dreams
thick and heavy
I carry through the day
like stones in a pocket --

goldenrod flutters
its lacy fingers waving
goodbye to summer

tiny spider
spins its yarns
I walk by --
tranquility interrupted

on the cusp

between seasons;

neither here . . . nor there

early morning heat
leans upon my back --

worms rise up from
earthy beds

thrum of grooved pavement
a tuneless syncopation --
highway lullaby

the scent of mimosa
catches one
after the fact -- a bit like love

veins of rust
trickle down granite face --
sweet peas press for intimacy

pale moon rides
the rim of trees
pearled edge of lunacy --


* * *


a note of contempt
thrusts forward
conversation dies --

one black ant scurries
across a cream white
constellation --

queen anne's lace

clutch of crows
rest in the iris blue shadows
of twilight --
mad dog heat

rumpled roots
cradle a drift of petals

the wind shifts
geese carve the sky --

thin slips of fire and passion
the glad and the lily --
garden dance!

original photography by K.M.


car roof catches
the roses of sunset
that spill
from the sky above --

Kelly M.