Sky Pieces: three poems by Michael Lehman

The Sky Above Fickle Hill in January

Rain reaching over the ridge
from a dark ocean

Salmonbellied sea crud hides
the slenderest moon

The Sky Above Fickle Hill in June

Edge of sunrise
in redwood tips

On the ridgetop ragged shapes
of life being

Mist reaching up
where water flows

Moon and scribble cloud lit
by colors of the earth and coast

After Solstice

A raven’s shadow
slicing yellowing grass
from a turning sky

Sun lowering down
to blackberry sweetness