midday stillness—

piercing the swirling mist

a silver sun

nightfall draws in...

two black clouds slowly

merge into one

by nightfall...

unnoticed the city

has switched on its lights

between rail lines...

two pigeons peck

at everything

through white nets...

a bumblebee wobbles

from sunlight to shade

gallery—in a flash

one painting turns it
into a field of dreams

a crisp wind...

drifting west into cloud

a first-quarter moon

new year’s day...

such a dark headache

& drizzling rain