autumn colors
creep up from behind
nine lives are not enough
Holding Light
The Hereafter
Interlude
Repose
Flow
Mum
Shadow Bloom
Carried
Scalloped Edge of Time
Doormen
Inscription
Bedtime
Parting Gift
At The Elegant Edge
Aperitif
Beyond the Cosmos
Nearness
Tim
seeks me
in the garden
small
white
butterfly
always
hovering
nearby
Ghost
that I glimpse
from the side of my eye
Darting through blossoms
resting on leaves
Taking advantage of sunshine and breeze
Pointing out a shapely cloud
waiting on my mailbox
inquisitive antenna cocked
Reminding me
as mortality
rages on
death
is not
the final stop
