Hawk and
wide sky -
everything
sings.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
All the stars!
We are star dust;
we are brothers.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Only a gift, if
not expected.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
What's so great as
another morning?
Another morning!
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Dove,
mourning dove
in the afternoon,
caught
by air above,
turned and turned back,
wind
against it,
an empty whistle
in the now-
empty sky.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Darkening day.
Afternoon storm.
Sadness lifting
in the press of rain.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Clouds are bruising
the afternoon sky.
A storm is brewing.
Birds blast by,
then they're gone.
I'm still here,
rain coming on.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Waver
of sky.
Warm
wind.
Going
home,
I am
going on.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Red tail -
such a flame
licks the sky.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Red tail above
the railroad tracks,
holding steady,
then he drops
to attack.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
I'm happy
all morning.
Yet coming
down the mountain,
the clouds
come with me.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Just when there's no
hope left, you'll think
you see mountains.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Bird and shadow
of bird on
the tawny earth.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Hawk on his
high perch -
a lot of
sitting, then
dinner.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
This lay of light
on the high plains -
I can't help making
something of nothing.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
No there there
when I get there -
just the way
I like it.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Things to do
this afternoon -
Uncatch the wind.
Release the sky.
Watch the river
flowing by.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Another bird
on the wide wind -
somehow the sky.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM