View Point

there’s water to stimulate our feet
a large perch to relax our wings
and lots of opportunity for people-watching

Stream

my thoughts mesmeriz’d
by her voices and gambolings

each blade of wetness
quickly disappearing

evolving
into another

until a lifetime of lives
reaches current’s end

Fortune Teller

within this crystal ball
speak
the possibilities
of thy life

will thou be
delight’d
afraid
amaz’d
skeptical
humor’d?

or even influenc’d
once thou departs
her sanctum
her exercise
of deception
of entertainment?

Paramours’ Time

after a long overcast
with brethren gliding
o’er piscary

break formation shall we
and meet above that halo
where the Sun
sneaks thru the clouds
to kiss the Sea

and mirror our wings
to the comfort
of rock and cliffs
for the night