Today

grinding through my day
I listen to river ghosts
daydreaming of trout

Willow

walking a river
I follow the soggy path
reading the water

Blue Bird

making our coffee

i see a blue bird singing

defying grey clouds

or

blue bird in red limbs
clinging to a maple tree
greeting the grey clouds

March Snow

snow on the branches
spring only for a moment
trees are now waking

waiting

gathering March snow
here for a moment then gone
riding an east wind

On the Kinni

waiting in water
floating a nymph through some rocks
fooling little fish

The moment

fishing frustration
wondering what I'm Doing
Oh! A fish is on!

St pats day

getting Jameson
large white snow flakes falling down
thinking of parades

Meeting the Trimbelle

little stream swelling
a falcon cries out for food
a walk at twilight

Record day

what a warm day. 70 degrees is a record for this day. The south wind is strong and blowing hard. trees whip in the wind, flags look flat. I can hear vacuums and children screaming happy yelps. While the dogs whine at the door wanting to chase the kids. I wish I lived in the country.

plumb branches dancing
while my neighbor cleans her car
dogs of summer wait

Monday fly fishing

searching for my zen

I flail flies at the river 

waiting to connect 

not haiku

Went fishing today. I can only think that a river with that much life in it, must have a spirit.

ever thirsty
ever moving
bounding with life

I watched caddies flies today land on the water and dive to the bottom to lay their eggs. I find it sad that in the process of making life a great many insects die.

watching Caddies swim
dieing to lay their next brood
the trout and I mourn

idle sunday

fresh breath of spring air
muscles tired from winter
small breeze brings good news

Friday

spring swans flying east
snow blowing in from the south
waiting for new leaves