rolling stones gather
no moss, but end up downhill.
atlas shrugged again.
earth
emerald’s smoke
green coffee berries,
emeralds from eden’s patch.
smoke on the water.
white blankets
the melting snow, or,
chirping birds on white blankets.
which do i love most?
sunny side up
morning has broken.
sun spilled eggs across the sky.
crows natter in trees