Showing posts from December, 2012

seasons 5

we wanted the city
and cows.
denim, both kinds. boots, for shows and chores.
a forrest hill home,    image    market and a river runs anew it.
our quiet corner of cape cods    streets shaped by roots    bikes traffic    and designer dogs bow to rescues.
our garden rests. fallen leaves foxhole sidewalks. and from our front door,     to the east    the skyline glimpses    winter.