the old lady

going down in her house lift

with her cat

 how dare this morning

be the most beautiful morning

asks the widower

 our new teapot

doesn’t it pour beautifully 

do stay

 floater in my eye?

no a spider dropping thread!

ha ha now i see

 medical library

which disease will be mine

dappled sunshine 

 hiking boots

a shortcut through the marsh

oh muddy hell

 falling in love

the girl with the pink dress

blossom viewing

 the edifices collapse

but from ruins of hope

a new Jerusalem rises

 how embarrassing 

getting into the wrong car

i make new friends

 the lost voices 

tapping on the night’s shutters

wind in the trees

 passing a robin

i sing his song back to him

we get along just fine

 my dear equinox 

as we grow closer

you pull away