’Tis the Season

This shivering cup of water, 

the land beneath us 

waiting to slip away 

into the sea.

This monsoon won’t end, 

the eaves are overflowing 

with spider eggs wishing 

they were wishing stars.

This winter tide, high 

as usual, is rising higher still

to accept it all 

without complaint. 

[LSS, 12/21/20]

Copper Crow

I stopped working 

in precious metals

many decades ago. 

I hated the waste.

Now I prefer 

scavenging sherds 

to add to my collection.

[LSS, 12/21/20]