Terra Cotta Amor

Rich primary hues

Strike lines, shapes, swirls, movement

Into clay being.

Paints and glazes hum

Melodies of artist's hand,

Terra cotta songs.

Drizzly Inspiration

Drizzly days inspire

Color dreams and crafter's lust,

Rumbling in the deep.

Proportions

Struck by proportions,

How big duffel bags look small

Carried by large men.

Angry Fur

Bushy-tailed fellow

Screams obscenities at me,

Clings to his palm tree.

Lost Cocoon

Where is the cocoon

Of darkness that swaddles the morn?

Daylight savings time.

Storms

Is it possible 

That teaching has been for me

A singular time,

A fierce period of

Darkest pain, brightest glory?

Storms aren't meant to last.