clings to the bronze guitar strings—
music in the trees
White mist on the cliffs—
a dog chases his keeperjogging on the beach
Scent of peach nectar
brings a tiny whirling blur—a bird like a bee
*
Curled snake on the path
stops us and makes us silent—
hawk squawks and circles
Palm over the pool—
child tiger god face swayingin the breezy sky
A tense painted face
tottering on her high heels—blonde hair like a shield
*
Two women, a man
pass me laughing on the street—he’s holding a lamp!
Apricot twilight—
slender silver strand of moonover mellow seas
Seagulls fight for food—
a big dead crab in the surfthat gets swept away
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