day 3580
the morning-still lake,
the flock’s reflection kept time,
the geese heading north
–
soft variations
in tone, as the lake and sky
lost definition
+++++
Nov 15, 2019
day 3579
beneath the stage lights,
the musicians jammed with verve,
while we swayed and bounced
+++++
Nov 4, 2019
day 3578
fleeting expressions,
the squinch of her face as she
smiles at a good friend
+++++
Oct 30, 2019
day 3577
hardly two hours west,
and the landscape differs so –
I need to see more