Call for Mom.
She’s needed on deck;
no one else will do.
Who could possibly replace her?
Santa Claus or God?

Paleocene had a light tawny appearance and a semi sweet palate.
Eocene was the name of donkey in a play by Sophocles that became an eponym for stink.

some people say
black is the colour of chic

this evening, my neighbour’s red brick chimney,
lit by the dying sun, glows brilliant carmine
against a pure black blue sky that penetrates my blood
and fills me with insensate ecstasy

the frequency of spring
tunes in on any radio, any
electro-static device including
the nerve network of all operating
bio-chemical self aware systems

Sun sets, luminescent promise, and you pose, appear
before spring flowers, before the end of snow, you climb