wind gusts
stirring up trouble spring cleaning
leftovers boiling over in the heavy black pot
following the path
at right angles to the main campaign trail
all four lanes
jam packed with cars escaping the hot air
balloons race
across the moon
in his dream
a baby dinosaur
nudges him
oak sapling
in dry mud
a nest
homerun derby
she spills his beer
waterfall—
his professions of love
drowned out
roaring surf
a marshmallow drops
into the fire
apple harvest
visions of pie
he orders
borscht with an egg
and winks at her
the chill
in your gaze—
porcelain moon
all the blankets
end up on the floor
a line-up of
shoes by the door
tea ceremony
winter formal
the limo drivers pass
the time smoking
confetti—
cherry blossom petals
cuddled together
watching the rose festival
in the rain