ultraviolet urticaria 

a mid-summer night’s scream

 cool days 

are cold comfort 

to a fire 

 suburban morning

the bussed kids are passing

someone cutting a hedge

 down town radio

fenced trees and grubby pigeons

vivaldi’s four seasons 

 self

a floater

in self’s eye

 fledgling 

the old cat stalks 

at memory’s window 

 wind chimes 

my earring aid whistles

out of tune

less than 5 7 5

but oh

so much more alive