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
Michael Lehman says
I love the art that goes with these poems.
Denise says
Thanks, Michael! I’m so happy to hear that!