
Letting his guard down
the brown dog lies beside me
guarding my small space.

Letting his guard down
the brown dog lies beside me
guarding my small space.

Cold, overcast day:
the journey of a lifetime,
starts with a photo.

The morning light show—
natural and the other
melding into one.

Swaying drunkenly,
chasing after the sunset—
high sails on the port.

On a warm spring day
raining flowers down on me—
stranger-planted tree.