on the bridge

today I am
loving
the stomp and thrum
of my new
boots
striking the
rough worn planks
crossing
the river



I have new boots. I am Wonder Woman. I can fly.

eventide

sunlight slants
shadows lengthen
time to breathe
out
and
in

time to go home
to head for
hearth and the
heart
that
waits
there

Evening is my favorite time of day. It is not as luscious in the winter as in the summer, but it is still my favorite. The world seems to slow down. Every care, every hassle seems to disappear for a while.

Maybe I love it because of all the good times I had as a kid playing outside until being called in for dinner. Maybe I love it because for such a long time I worked from 3 to 9 and never got to see the sunsets--so I don't take them for granted. Whatever--love the evening.

snowbirds

swallows winter here
lithe and swift
they skim the surface of the river
fierce and joyful
bane to insect
balm to my heart