ISO daylight

The reflection of the moon in the pond is a reflection of a reflection – the pond reflects the moon, which reflects the sun. sometimes reflect and regret are so close- that they almost touch (Reflecting is something I often do. Perhaps too much. ) Sometimes I reflect someone who is so bright – I

Jungle garden

My garden is full Of tulips that tremble at fierce dandelions Of brave daffodils, And some weed with millions  Of unidentifiable prickles Thorns gently pull Catnips at my heels Limitless tendrils  Of ivy that holds tight, Of crabgrass that Yes, Will And rose buds that Just Might

Poet

A sculptor of syllables Keeper of time The flux and the malleable Rhythm of rhyme Explorer of existing Jungle of songs Connector considering Where wonder belongs A seeker of sensemaking Finder of links Unique and ubiquitous Patterns of things