Twilight
Ein “rabbit” ist in der Nähe
Taking space between the clouds
Accompanied by Wassat
Hanging below Jupiter
Pullox and Castor shine above
Bunny and beaver in the sky
Dawn
Jugging and dipping
Sunrise
Jake got caught in the skeeter net again.
A dreary dusk
Waning Wolf Moon over Jupiter, Pollux, and Castor
Sasquatch stumbled upon a scoop shovel
Under the light of a waning Wolf Moon
When darkness would give way to twilight soon
Sasquatch wandered out from his hovel
Onto the beach where he spied a shovel
What is this strange thing? He thought with wonder
Is it useful or a trap to pull me asunder?
Oh, hark! I hear a human coming this way
It’ll have to wait for another day
“Sasquatch? Did you say Sasquatch? We heard he likes to eat cats!”
Dawn
Spunk: “I’m not afraid of no stinking Sasquatch! I kicked his butt six years ago when I slipped through a wormhole, and it took me a month to fight my way back into this dimension.”
Dusk
Black lace tree at dusk
Twilight
Jupiter and friends
Rainbow sun smiles on Christmas Eve
Families decorate their dead
Festive scenes of joy for those
Now ghosts of Christmas past
Who rejoice in silence over love
Shared by those who don’t forget
Loved ones who were, and will always be
In their thoughts, their hearts, their memories
Merry Christmas!
Moonsise last night
Lavender Twilight
The coyote was barely visible in the twilight
Spunk
Sunset
Coyotes at dusk
Twilight
Dawn
Sunrise
Cat Four
Sunset
Keeper of the keys
Stuck again!
Dusk
Twilight. The light reflecting off the couds is from Albuquerque.
An arc of stars and Jupiter in the twilight
In case you were curious about the names of the stars.
Dawn
Sunrise
Prepare to die3, Paparazzo!
First day of Advent
Sunset
Ese Vato en la Luna
Spunk
Glenda
Loki & Gwendolyn
Spunk
Silver
Marble
Tycho
The night sky when we got home
…just a plain poem
Out in darkness, 6 AM
Bright stars shine like twilight’s frost
Shadows move among the trees
Down paths familiar all looks the same
Until a wormhole opens
Do we dare pass through?
Unfamiliar paths winds through broken branches
Grabbing clothes, scratching skin
Elms felled by beavers block the way
Another trail, a tale be told
Finding cranes in all the new places
Shallows wrapped by misty spaces
Path splits! Why? Indicision’s wrath
Left or right? Which one to take
Will one or the other lead to Destiny or Doom?
Tree lies along the trail with a broken back
Sinuous tree, sympathetic, perhaps, lies on the other side
How many feet pass by?
Fog rises off the river
Cranes stand together like Hydra in the mist
Rolling through the tangled trees and brush
Fog consumes the bosque
Rising sun tries to vanquish mist
A hard battle fought
Sunrise overcomes fog’s faux-iron grip
Long beams light crane’s field
Happy to be set free
Dusk
Cat sees dog
The slow acceptance
Note to self. “Don’t get so close to dawg!”
Jupiter over Resa’s Wolf Tree. Orion on the right.
A sinuous walk
Winding through three sunder miles
Born to see the light
Sunset
Dusk
Off Center & Not Even 