Dark Light

A flower lowers its head.

And realizes its shoes are untied.

Warda

The special growth.

Leans over and says hello.

Hangers

Stuck on the ceiling.

Reaching down toward my spaghetti.

Snakey

Letters on the wall.

Looking for someone to bite.

Flowers For Thor

May be too little, too late.

But I happen to know he's a softie at heart.

Doorway

Goes nowhere.

Just like life.

Slowly

Some things happen slowly.

If they happen at all.

Steps

Take them one at a time.

And end up wherever you get to.

Ristor

Ante. Post.

Pre. Pseudo.

Arrow

Is happy to point the way.

But does not know to what.

Fish Wall

The time to run for it.

Is here. Is now. To spawn and die.

Secrets

Sometimes hide in plain view.

And sometimes they don't.

Splat

In the heat of the moment.

It all hits the wall.

Wettles

Of the wussy pillow.

Which was the way it was in March.

Monday

Mooning around, without much point.

Exactly as it should be.

Tangle

Well, a gentle one.

Quietly waiting in gentle light.

Duo Duo

Waiting side by side.

As I walked by.

Morning Fur

Passing through.

As I was.

Quiet

Loud flowers annoy me.

I get along with these.

Bush Lighting

As ever, surprising. But.

Comes around every year.

Crawl Time

When you wake up in the morning, and you have six legs.

You go looking for a reasonable place to use them.

Red Square

Not that scary.

At least mine.

Light

Not the opposite of dark.

But its closest friend.

Friday Thoughts

Were on something else.

When this walked by.

Secret Warmth

Nestled tightly in the weeds.

Glowing with a delicate ferocity.

Hangers

Under the branch.

On a random day.

Dark Reach

From out the bush.

Gropes a bright flowwah.

Facement

Roger R. Roger, scribbled on a board.

Talking, squinting, smirking at the horde.