a river of stones - Jul 20

staring tediously at the cat
who is staring intently at the wall
it is only then 
I see
the bug

a river of stones - Jul 19

what 
makes
rain
smell

a river of stones - Jul 18

as I turn the corner

the blinding full moon

erupts at the top of the hill

a river of stones - Jul 17

the old maple lies

at the construction site;

the remnants of its tangled roots

reach for the sky

the metal cranes 

that stand beside it

reach higher 

than the tree ever did

  

a river of stones - Jul 16

threading her web
between two lilies
the spider prepares for breakfast

a river of stones - Jul 15

in the middle of the road
the traffic cop
is texting

a river of stones - Jul 14

on the dashboard 
of the black limo
a bright blue Virgin Mary

a river of stones - Jul 13

as I pass the cosmetics aisle

a familiar scent from my youth

evokes a feeling of deep loss

the cashier looks at me, puzzled,

as I purchase the old fashioned face powder

that my grandmother wore

a river of stones - Jul 12

humid July night
the frozen yogurt melting
faster than even I can eat it

a river of stones - Jul 11

in the car rental parking lot
the smell
of Boston Harbor

a river of stones - Jul 10

digging
to plant annuals
but I keep unearthing
w
 o
r
 m
    s

a river of stones - Jul 9

a cat's whiskers

are in fact

 

  as   w  i  d  e   as his body

a river of stones - Jul 8

driving down the highway
the rain drops 
slide up the windshield

a river of stones - Jul 7

listening for crickets
in the night air of the city
but none can be heard

a river of stones - Jul 6

after the vet-
when I close my eyes
I still see the trust in hers

a river of stones - Jul 5

after destroying the ant hill
I can't relate to
their organized chaos

a river of stones - Jul 4

on the 4th of July
the seed pod liberates itself 
from the tree
and spirals free
to land on a blanket

a river of stones - Jul 3

toiling in the garden
the smell of sunblock
makes the passing cars
sound like waves

a river of stones - Jul 2

the cat
sleeps all day
stares out into the darkness all night

    because he can

a river of stones - Jul 1

without remorse
the calla lily continues
not to bloom