after the storm
worm explores
this new world
sketch
As I Was Walking Down the Street One Day /
a hundred silk hammocks
hanging in the hedge
spiders take a nap
Dance Partner /
a leaf alive this
flittering fluttering moth
dances with me
Autumn Studio Visitor /
chickadee blows in
through my open window and
makes herself at home
Tiny Acrobat /
afternoon sun
bumblebee bouncing on
lavender stems
Windy Autumn Afternoon /
old brown leaf tethered
with gossamer thread
spider flies a kite
Excuses Excuses /
words are timid with
this hummingbird hovering
over my paper
Backyard + Bird Words /
a banditry of chickadees
this quiet cactus
conducting the choir
Sitting on the Back Step /
my woolly red sweater --
flower enough for this
foggy day damselfly
Morning Commute /
duck and duck
up from
stream and green
chasing
sunrise shadows
A Garden Wall Visitor /
banana slug--
rosemary blossoms hitch
a ride
Happy Spring! /
birdbath filling up
succulents getting plump
SPRING!
Buster, 6pm /
BUSTER, 6PM
My dog's ears are taut sails in stiff winds
tuned for a six note song
slam
beep
clomp clomp
rattle
creak
HOME!
My Dog Dreams /
My Dog Dreams
My dog dreams of deep grass
a pungent trail
squirrel tails
corpulent frogs
a tasty stick
He's a lion lurking
stalking deer
hunting with eagles
soaring with hawks
He's a coyote keening
for a broken moon
a black bear cub
in his underground room
he's conquering winter
conjuring spring
My dog dreams of deep grass
-sketch and poem, Anne Ylvisaker
It's Thursday. I'm writing. Buster's in the doorway, dreaming. We're both waiting for spring.