a scent of roses
a scent of roses
enfolding the ev’ning air
crescent moon rising
a scent of roses
enfolding the ev’ning air
crescent moon rising
an edge of silver
launched up from the horizon
a drift of cold wind
i’ve put on the hat
to be what everyone knows
captain obvious
gargoyle in the park
embodiment of patience
guardian archon
a gentle breeze blown
edges of the tree floating
afternoon porch time
ghosts of bad ideas
whispering softly to me
gentle breeze of spring
a glimmer at night
peeking through the silhouette
moon over oakland
a cup of kindness
mixed with a bushel of joy
dog naps on the couch
the click of wine glass
and an up ended merlot
first ev’ning of spring
melancholy days
spent in weary reflection
morning dove in flight