Why so sad, magpie?
This backyard love,
naked as a summer shower.
A stepchild bird,
stretching out.
Newly hatched, I see.
Hush, sweetheart
and let us walk the path.
Zen life poem #2
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 