Nights on the beach



Roaring whitewater


Canoe wrecks on the West Branch

Leaves of color flutter

Fluttering like the pheasant feathers

Of a Woods Special


Fluttering hearts

Against a crystal clear blue sky

Bring tears

Tears of laughter



Out of the clearest blue eyes

I have ever seen

A silhouette standing in the predawn



Bare and alone

Against the naked blue/black darkness

But for a moment


Then we meet

Our palms high

Meet and press

Our shoulders bump


Face to face

Thoughts mix and mesh

Hearts collide

Until we finally slowly turn


Toward the rising yellow sun