father’s day –
another year passes
with no one to call.
father’s day –
another year passes
with no one to call.
summer heat
the sun forces me inward
dreaming
quiet footsteps
on cool tiles
the gentle silence
of you
sunset
a pale spring moon
patiently awaits
the evening star
summer day
beneath the hollow tree
the scent
of tamarinds and honey
step gently
through the shade
the bees hum
a harvest song.
tiny bird
its presence
fills the room
