the sea and the sky

gave me two horizons

and a line of clouds

 global warming

put your money into gold

fiscal meltdown

 heritage site

the castle walls have railings

 please mind your head

rain bridge

what does rain feel like

asked the fish 

 already warm

sun on the pagoda 

azaleas

 aye AI

it wrote about love

and we destroyed every word

we loved doing that

 a lock is addicted to the release that is the key

 modern poetry

having asked ‘hi siri take a note’

moves on

 septuagenarian 

the perfection of lament

in a child’s eyes

 it’s raining 

shall i write that book

perhaps tomorrow

 finding no answers

i stop asking questions

time will tell

 when they call it doom scrolling then we are doomed

 along the sea shore

one has to stop and stare

one has to keep on going

 the last bud fell

before it had opened 

it was over

 twitter nit picking

hands that hold the poem books

just look at their nails

 sunday afternoon 

the green is dripping

camelia flowers

 sunday afternoon 

the foghorn aye the foghorn 

many many tears 

 there is this road

it comes down out of the mist 

to breathe the sea