a scene

The ideal of beauty is simplicity and tranquility.--Goethe

Black
as a nightly shadow
in the middle of a
bright day,
the feline figure
sits
perched
on the uneven,
stone path.
Surrounded
by flowers
of all colors and
shapes,
she
(no doubt feminine)
stares into the
end.
A tree,
darkened trunk,
shadowed
by leaves aplenty,
stares back,
waiting,
waiting.

small verses

small verses

fill bits of emptiness.

furious petals

become natural drops

This will
emulate my stillness.