Black beetle scuttled through the dust
narrowly eluding the ominous waffle tread
of a hiker's boot.

Many a kindergarten student 
succumbs to the urge
to taste the paste.

I am continually amazed by the
ingenious comings and goings of
escalator steps.

On the bluffs above the salt marsh,
even the most sober are intoxicated by the perfume
of sea and sage.

The artistry on the forest floor
can surpass that of the finest
designer tile.

Elegant flight is a struggle
for a little bird with a
big twig.

Life is unimaginable
without music.

Hot and humid summer afternoons
are more pleasantly spent in the cool and
softly illuminated inner sanctum of
a library.

Sometimes it is not possible
to discern the nature
of reality.


Geologic time
makes the snail's pace
seem swift.


Chili on top of a hamburger
is a sloppy proposition.

Ours was a summer morning
drunk on sunlight
the color of
champagne.

The air is filled with cottonwood seeds

drifting down slowly through the sunlight

as softly and silently as snow.

Bedsheets on the clothesline
on a windy day signal like
semaphores.