goodbye
was written
in morse code
Arrows
turkey’s
two way
traffic
White Flags Departure
white flags raised
the field
is surrendered
Signs
sacred arrow
points
toward destiny
Mushroom Moon
amongst an astronomy of moss
I found the moon
on the forest floor
Taking Suggestions
at the Buddha’s suggestion
the wind and tree united
to place a reminder of faith
Retreat
Snow and silence
withdraw to the higher elevations
as Spring takes a dainty foothold.
Change
Corn tassels have browned
mist ushers in the morning
plants and weather are our time keepers.