Photo-Zen

For the longest time I thought
I didn’t like to dance.

Actually,
it was my partner.

A waif of smoke from burning ambers

Do You

See

What

Reflections

In water

Nothing

Polishing

A mirror

Vanity

Eroded liquid
ultra-grass helmets bamboo
and, under, shivers.

From below, greens clash:
Snow betrays sun, but breezes
carve rivers in light.

The winter’s getting
its tonsils out!, or…

We discussed the world
in words of nothing, loving
placidity wild

rain licks long strides
road to road winding rivers
horizon sighs

Crisp halcyon shingles,
the forest’s cap shaking
dull glitter down

mournful cries for souls long gone

waft of mushroom
heavy earth scent
velvety brown fungus