primordial hum
in the Buddha garden…
morning rain
lost in plum blossoms
the sound of a bee
tupelo wine
my sudden laughter
as we tango
a pause in our footsteps
on the wooden bridge
dormant evergreens
beneath the weight
of the Cold Moon
deep snow in the city
the homeless man's dream
***
morning traffic
outside the coffee shop
two friends chatting
a balmy breeze, your scent
through an open window
on a park bench
where lovers once kissed
rustling leaves
a spotless fawn listens
in a field of golden wheat
Gilmour's guitar solo
the eagle's long flight
over a sunlit stream
spilling over the edge
the youth of a thousand years
***
bear claw scratches
in the old oak tree…
traces through my past
into the deep cave
echoes of a storm
gilded age
she changes her name
to Moonchild
loud summer wedding
the march of ants
on temple steps
signs point the way
to purification
steep mountain trail…
the monk's silence
***
rock concert
the river ice melts
into a song
from the center of two flames
midnight blue
our first hug
on a long journey
the blur of a train
dissolving in the overstory
all the straight edges
oat stalks sway
around a rusted tractor
Harvest Moon
evanescent shadows
a turn in the labyrinth
***
steady drumbeat…
rumbles
through a canyon
a trumpet solo's fading note
summer sunset
sunken treasure
kept in eternity
the day’s remains
grandma’s ashes…
the first day of spring
in a meadow
of daffodils
will we meet again?
dim lights on the horizon
the endless sea
Michelle Hyatt, Canada
Jacob D. Salzer, USA