late afternoon
water leaking out
of the cove

afternoon nap
a visit with angels
how you snore

between fingers
the empty air
of afternoon

cricket silence
between scraping sounds
autumn begins

the sky
because it is that old
that blue

October's
bright blue weather
out to sea

blue sky
coming into the tree's shadow
salt winds

blue autumn skies
folded into mountains
purple shadow

night winds blow
on the cabin bed
another quilt

autumn
taking a dirt road
to the end of it

a summer hike
in mountain shadows
finding autumn

clouds
turning off the lights
outside the house

mountain stream
afternoon clouds washed
out to sea

shy before the moon
she too slips behind
autumn clouds

mountain cold
getting under a blanket
to sleep with me

white fish fillet
the sky fills up
with cooler air

after the shower
cool wind in the bathrobe
hangs on a nail

canyon click
nothing on film
like the cold wind

in the dark of night
who would have thought
rain was round

dark castle
atop the mountain
rain clouds

one at a time
rainclouds falling
dark into the sea

rainy night
the path home
a black umbrella

the roof
leaves in a drought year
in the rain gutter

dusk
last light caught
in tears

darkness
the wideness of things
fills the distance

at dusk
voices call out
stars

tangled branches
coming darkness
woven in

a wave breaks white
a gull folds its wing
as the sea darkens

autumn wind
the way it turns things around
at dusk

dusk
the room larger than the persons
filling it

dusk
shaking out the tablecloth
a whir of wings

eclipse
white rocks in the garden
bright round

just now
with the incoming tide
supper time

evenings
the long pale waves
come ashore

evening comes
wrapped in sea fog
tied with webs

evening sea fog
descending into sun-dried grass
sweaty lovers

evening ebb tide
the beach widens
into a flat sea

evening glow
dark the sea
shot with color

evening
waves come into the cove
one at a time

dust
so fine the evenings
golden air

evening as it is
the light lays hot
upon our eyelids

evening
corners move into the room
blown by dark

evening
in a secret cove
fog bound

evening wind
colors of the day
blown away

evening winds
the tiny bay filled
up to the cliff

somber at eventide
faces in sandstone
approaching autumn

equinox

autumn equinox
cool wind comes scented
sun-hot pine needles

autumn equinox
putting porch furniture away
getting it out again

fall equinox sun
coming through cedar box trees
anthology plans

fog moves
as children's hands wave good-bye
Sunday evening

whiteness
fog erasing the landscape
history

sea fog
blowing in the valley
shapes of hills

broken fence
river valley fog patches
the gaping holes

sadness
fog leaving
the sea

fog shrouded
a sky without directions
the unknown way

ocean roar
washing dishes
with fog

gray foggy days
womb warm with light filtered
through a membrane

closing
the notebook
fog

more fog
in the notebook
nothing

alone together
behind us fog closed
the Golden Gate

hurricane

the wind's eye
against the glass
a hurricane

Indian summer
the cold on my teeth
iced tea

moon spirits
the face of the deep
lightly misted

November spirits
playing in the meadow
wisps of mist

rolling hills
hiding stars
in autumn mists

left and right
the moon bounces over
a mountain road

painted hills
the moon of white
is real

moon
full of blue light
desert cool

into valleys
a moon full
of valleys

headed out to sea
the tide-pulling moon
in the rear view mirror

desert tides
the moon shapes
sand stone

a little higher
another valley fills
with the moon

quivering branch
the moon climbs higher
in the old pine

opening the door
for more firewood
there's the moon

from barren trees
shaking wildly
serene moves the moon

fields flat with fog
the radiance of the moon
fenced with rough slats

moonsky
starlight bends and fades
into a halo

higher from earth
the mountain moon
brightens

radiance expands
the moon blows free
of a rumpled earth

white moon
filling the dry valley
with light

in hot springs
the moon warms itself
between us

gurgling
in mineral waters
the moon bathed

each step
up the mountain
the moon whiter

evening mountains
a line of milky blue
round the moon

a rack of clouds
arranged by the moon
in shapes of white

peeking thru pines
bright eye of the moon
my neighbor

crevices
in the face of rock
the moon

full white moon
the colored earth
rolls around

rounding
soft old hills
an ancient moon

moonbeams
the tender roots of passion
flowers

a crescent moon
earth cut off from heaven
by the fog

crescent moon
a bowl of brightness
full of night

hollow
in the dark of the moon
howling

a dark moon
the cold white rim
of an enamel pan

close to my moon
Jupiter with all of his
brightens the night

face of the moon
in the hot tub
a swirl of bubbles

moon clouds
cooling the mountain side
a sunless shape

spotlight
between rocks
a bit of moon

white light
burning up rocks
moon magic

dark world
only rocks bright
where the moon goes

moving rocks
moon rolls over the mountain
none fall

doorknob
the moon looks down
on its tiny self

rocks
piled before the moon
drop back to earth

the full moon
walking the island road
from sea to sea

full moon
ripples reflecting
unseen stars

so full
the moon brightens the room
with poems

all moon
filling the secret cove
with bright water

a full moon
drawing down to the sea
a path of stars

faint with dews
the full moon slides
closer to the sea

full moon
holes in stones
echoes

mountain
giving birth to white light
a round moon

full moon
sculpting sandstone
with light

full moon
letting him in
with the light

full moon
rising over ash mountains
alkali dust clouds

from earth
a light moon rises
tides

moonrise
in the rear-view mirror
sunset

full moon
covering the long dry valley
with light

desert cool
rising to the full moon
desert pool

a full moon
cutting a lock
from the cowlick

cabin alone
the greater moon waits
our return

a full moon
the crazy neighbor's lights
burn all night

closing a slim book
print shrinks in the face
of a full moon

bending the pine tree
with a windy sound
the full moon

filling the river
the complete moon covers
the hole in the bridge

touching her face
fingerprints on the full moon
clouds

a full moon
resting on hoary frost meadows
tundra swans

full moon moves
from poem to poem
through the pine

round moon
rolling from the ridge
gray stones here and there

harvest moon
watching a mouse hole
the ginger cat

turning out the light
renting the room to the moon
for a night

moon - hazy

a hazy moon
steam no longer seen
from the hot tub

clear moon
rising from a mountain ridge
darkness on its face

smudged moon
marked by mountain fires
soot and smoke

a hunter's moon
the o's of howling dogs
ring in the mists

late rising
the lop-sided moon
half the night

night
without poems
then comes the moon

late moon
in the poor part of town
second-hand light

the tiny dawn
pine mountain releases
the late moon

ripe huckleberries
the moon comes up
streaked with purple

late moon
shivering before mountains
cold knees

a falling star
the nearly round moon
still not full

clear night
moonlight coats
feathers

brushing moonlight
across night skies
wispy clouds

moonlight
on the way to dawn
vivid dreams

green water
curls into white foam
moonlight

pale violet sheets
in silver moonlight
native hills

moonlight
in the high desert
a river

moonlight
faces in the sandstone cove
laughing

one half a cup
of low-fat cottage cheese
in the moonlight

a window slants
from a rough stone fireplace
a square of moonlight

dancing around
in the moonlight
outstretched hands

nothing moves
moonlight touching wind
chimes

containing
a dish of moonlight
ritual salt

moonlight radiance
behind clusters of dark pine
white clouds

beach sand
wet with moonlight
ebb tide

moonlight
following raccoons
across the porch

alone
how cold the moonlight
on my bed

sitting in moonlight
the empty chair full
of radiance

in my bed
a spot of moonlight
the empty pillow

out to cool
on the porch cakes frosted
with moonlight

promontory
holding up moonlight
crevices of sea caves

moonlight
clothes from the dryer
fresh and clean

moonlight
slipping from her breasts
the white blanket

covered with moonlight
the face of the mountain
my wrinkles

a rock fantasy
shaped by moonlight
fears

moonlight highway
yellow crossing yellow
line of pee

mountain road
winding road
with a yellow line

mountain road
the glow in the moonlight
a night snake

moonlight
reflected from rocks
into haiku

a little higher
another valley fills
with moonlight

autumn leaves
arranging on the earth
silver moonlight

glacier-scarred rock
centuries of moonlight
echo

moonlight
in canyon echoes
stars

moonlight
your image on the mountain
echoes forever

eastern peaks
withholding moonlight
echo your voice

moonlight
in the mountain river
stars echo

moonlight
shaped by leaves of gold
silver

mountains
holding up the moonlight
the highest peak

two headlights
four white eyes
of moonlight

moonlight
broken to bits
by fallen leaves

draping moonlight
over your image
a leafless tree

rolling to the crest
moonlight touches each
tree black

autumn
leaves on the earth
silver moonlight

a black stove
warming a square
of moonlight

round rocks
the new moon rises
old

water striders
on a pale pond
moons

cactus spines
above the desert
a slender moon

incoming tide
curves of spindrift flung high
a quarter moon

sewing by hand
slowly it comes together
the half-round moon

quarter moon
on the night table
a book face up

quarter moon
such a face of darkness
yet you go to him

my longing
voices ask the moon
for news of him

awake
waiting for the moon
him

waiting for moonrise
the scribbled haiku
illegible

washing dishes
that half of the moon
makes them shine

mountain winds
half the moon
blown away

reflecting
on the quarter moon
broken granite

alone in the hot tub
the quarter moon seems
only half there

rising
above lava mountains
the cratered moon

sparks
above the rising moon
a plane lands

fire my companion
too faithful to go outside
see the cold moon rise

a rising moon
her scoop-necked blouse
moves with her breath

unable to hold back
moonrise
the cry of pleasure

over mountains
the moon rises roughly
scarred

moon rise
winds from those barren rocks
moving black pines

scratching his back
from crooked pines
rises the moon

pine needles
radiating light from dark limbs
moon rise

moon rise
waiting in darkness
all of us trees

salty sea fogs
on closed meadow flowers
moon rainbows

mountain pass
night's bright rainbow
a haloed moon

full moon
in a veil of clouds
round rainbows

moon shadows
writing letters deep
into the night

in my moon shadow
the neighbor's gray cat
warms itself

moon shadows
when the wispy clouds
blow free

moon shadow
curving into darkness
fear

moon shadows
writing in a journal
daydreams

darkness
sinking into the sea
craters of the moon

stars scattered
a few fishing boats gather
by the sinking moon

showers pass
on each dark stone
a tiny round moon

moon set
now it's right - how it fits
Half Moon Bay

full the moon
setting into the sea
earth fragrance

midnight
the full moon shines
a bit flat

going out to sea
the moon fills spaces
with my eyes

growing bright
a fog bank at sea
melts the moon

night cooler now
the moon has slipped
into the sea

guiding the moon
into the sea
boat lights

pulling its path
down into the sea
the sinking moon

a brightness
smudging the night
the moon is gone

easing the moon
into gentle seas
your snoring

among starfish
the changing moon sinks
into the sea

moonset at dawn
the sea floor dark
and without water

cold moon
slipping into the sea
the octopus' eye

damp and dim
half the moon
in the water

scattering bright stars
the spent moon sinks
into the sea

bending down
sea clouds slip free
once more the moon

drawn to the porch
by the gold of the moon
sinking into the sea

a huge white wave
the foam becomes
the sinking moon

the moon has set
a cold smell
in the fireplace

shivering
the moon sinks
into cold seas

moon set
a glass of milk
to stay awake

moon snow

Grand Canyon
cold to the rim
moon snow

moon valleys
shimmering in the shadows
beads of light

moon waning

waning
the moon comes north
enters my window

ebb tide
the moon and anemone
no longer round

down the highway
the waxing moon comes
to Half Moon Bay

rising
out of the weight of mountains
moon and cool breeze

flying by
the wind-swept moon
bent pines

spinning
out of the mountain's darkness
white moon winds

moon wind
the full radiance sails
from the rippled ridge

pine-needle clusters
redrawing the moon
each gust of wind

autumn morning
a torn shoulder muscle
wakes first

eastern peaks
autumn stains the morning sky
red and gold

first cold dawn
using my old straw hat
to start the fire

morning dews
coming out a cedar house
the whole forest