time like a shadow
touches me in its passage
leaving so little
truth
Skim Milk
panhandler shivers
as cold faces stream past
skim milk tonight
By the Hearth
he sits by the hearth
when mornings are chilly
hunger shall scold him
“The sluggard will not plow by reason of the cold, therefore shall he beg in harvest and have nothing.” Proverbs 20:4
Envy
crow eyes the cat’s catch
clacks his beak hungrily
envy eats its own heart
Moments
moments at a time
days trickle past — raindrops
slipping down the pane
Whose voice
whose voice tells the leaves
it’s time to let go?
whose voice will I hear?
Truth Arrives
truth arrives first
in willing hands and feet
then on the tongue
Divine Radiation
divine radiation
a gleam of heaven’s light
battling sin’s cancer