this quiet
morning snowfall...
black coffee
awakens the muse
...
snow crystals
on the hospital window...
I listen
to her colorful words
...
repeatedly
talking, talking
over each other...
a Trump fan
...
Fifty-Ninth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
gathering dark
she touches her father's face
...
This cold moon... one and all
faces of cherry blossom viewers
...
Calgary Stampede
her harsh words pile up
along my spine
...