159 rain horses

horses withstanding
nights of rainfall to endure
days of rainfall stand
with the air of acceptance
beyond humans behind walls

158

the ducks marched the road
in the field they drilled for food
at dusk tore the sky

157 whoopers at torrisdale

you brought us iceland
in white plumage watchful eyes
we gave you terrier
unseen until departure
arc of breath taking beauty

156

quiet like walking
through sleep autumn hills circled
by distant corvids

155 is

migrating daughter
she too will sleep eat and laugh
then bring back our sun

154 field

a life is one side
or the other then slaughter
of muted longing