Fields,
trees...

I once excitedly
tossed a cantaloupe from the...

Marooned upon
every square inch of your...

If you go fishing by morning light,
there are trinkets and jewels upon the lakeside...

Water leaks from the ceiling
into a rusty saucepan...

Here,
no longer in nightmares...

we will never run out of
writing for the things...

Pack your clothes,
but leave an ironed shirt...

It is not the heart
that suffers most...

Crosses and arrows.
X's and O's...

Look, our children
are playing in the snow...

When the sunlight
cuts the morning rain...