Observations
And when I looked at the clouds today,
every one was a familiar shape.
Rabbits and birds coalesced
from sea vapor, morphed
and dissipated
and hopped
across the air currents.
Their jumping knocked loose
a smattering of cloud drops
which landed, thick and white,
on my windshield.
And when I looked at the stars tonight,
all I could see
were the Big Dipper’s curves
scooping up the night
to be dumped somewhere
like time’s garbage
against the western sky.