or at least smoke...
sound we could not hear
battering the window panes
fitful toss and turn
knowing that in the dark
to the west and above us
was a monster
We are safe from the bulk of the ash and the drama, but nevertheless it is a bit disturbing to see a massive, black cloud that reaches from the ground and keeps growing and growing across the sky. It was dark well before it should have been and the bits of ash dropping on the windshield made me think of Pompeii. The "sound we could not hear" is the sound waves that are sent out from an eruption. They rattle the windows and shutter like no wind could ever do. It feels like some creature from a horror film trying (successfully) to unsettle us so we will go outside an take a peek.
pink and shadow
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
from my office window
glide and flap
the branch sways
the branch sways
in his beak a strip of foil
clever crow boy brings home blingfor his newly made girlfriend
Sunday, January 23, 2011
poor worms...
egrets stalk a bright blue tractor
their snow-white feathers stark
against the rich brown soil
their snow-white feathers stark
against the rich brown soil
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