snow melting —
the field overflows
with robins

snowmelt
down the arroyo
her laughter

Easter sunrise;
gun towers overshadow
the prison graveyard

Memorial Day
a flag-waving lad seeking
his father’s white cross

foggy dawn
light threads through
the mockingbird’s call

misty morning —
for as far as I can hear
tree frogs

cold wind
our conversation fills
with plum blossom

weeping cherry
my husband is somewhere
in snow country

end of daylight savings
the orange pills
cut in half

spring grass
I tell the calf
I’m a vegetarian