MADD BRIEFS

soaring bluejay
flies higher
becoming blue sky

soaring bluejay
to a higher place
becomes blue sky

TWISTED TUESDAYS

I spy with me wee eyes

raindrops
it changes color
for a while

for a while
it changes color
raindrops

in a vase
like a shining sun
yellow lily

bonfire
spits out
shaped fireworks

I spy with me wee eyes

impending rain
a spilt vase
trickles

dewdrops
on a cluster of wet grapes
clear stars twinkle

scorching sun
cracking an egg
inside a pan

I spy with me wee eyes

dewdrops—
heavy and heavy
a rainbow spans

a light in the fog
i can see
the stars

sunshine
a dab of butter
on my toast

on my toast
the scent of sunshine
melting butter