"Off the Back Porch of My Memory"

"Off the Back Porch of My Memory"

the large oak stood still
while its leaves quivered ceaselessly
in the hard, hot wind
time passed and the moon rose
to the horizonal edge

good evening my shining friend


 © 2011 Seamus Kevin Orion FItzgerald

"It was early in the morning and..."

"It was early in the morning and..."

there were two great spotted owls
swooping from shadows in the pines
and across the misty field
to the stark stands of birch
jarring the morning sky like
bones poking through the dirt.

The sun was glowing golden.


 © 2011 Seamus Kevin Orion Fitzgerald